New paintings and regular art updates.
Rooves or Roofs?
Apparently both of them are acceptable. One is more modern than the other but I guess it’s what is most comfortable for you.
This is the view from the side window now that the leaves are going. Reminding me that despite having lots of trees in the garden we still do live in a city of old buildings, built of bricks, with a small amount of new buildings going up. Those will have flat rooves (there I’ve made my choice!)
Scrutiny, he watches, he’s the outdoor boy. Making sure you love him, have treats ready. A tickle behind his ears, under his chin, cheek rubbed. His cut nose is healing, not caused by our cats…
Then a look, aloof, I’ve had enough, I’m going out. He stands, stretches, front paws first, then back legs, doing the ‘downward cat’. Yowl, let me out. Gently closing his eyes looking up at me. I am under his spell. I’m OK while he’s out but as soon as he comes back. I’m gone. Xx
A cheerful, colourful, square pot I have a Christmas cactus in. It was outside earlier in the year, but I noticed the glaze was coming off the other one so I bought it in (I think frost and rain got to them). This one’s a bit messy round the back, but then I just have the good side facing out. You can make anything nice if you position it well, even if its cheap and cheerful.
He’s coming in at night more and more, he’s finding comfort and warmth. My cats are being tolerant (probably because they were rescue cats where there were twenty cats in the house). They sniff each other and then find somewhere to rest. This cat stays in longer ever night, we are his safe space. After an hour or two he goes to the back door and yowls, asks to be released. One day he might stay the whole night, but I understand he wants his freedom. In the meantime I’m getting him flea and worming treatments so he doesn’t pass anything on to my two. I’m glad he’s befriended us. X
Tangled, mangled
Twigs and branches.
Symmetric faces?
Web of wood.
Blue sky
Cold and high
Hidden moon
Setting soon.
Trapped in fingers
Of Ash hands
Clawing the firmament
Heaven sent.
It was meant to be foggy this morning. I was looking forward to going out to take photos in the mist… But it didn’t arrive! Instead I took an ‘atmospheric’ photo of the cat on the windowledge. There’s a teatowel on the wooden chest that I use when I’m painting.
I’ve seen lots of misty photos over the last few days, so I hope I’ll be able to get some interesting images… We shall see.
Fushia plant in a hanging basket, reaching up to the sky. My Fushias seem to last through the winter (you can buy standard Fushias that can be grown as hedging plants) I love the way the buds swell and their petal skirts swirl out, some are called ballerina among other varieties. I love the mixes of colour you get from pale pinks to dee magenta. The shapes from plain petals to billowing folds. You can get all sorts of flowers for summer but Fushias are at the top of my list.
Make sure you switch the correct oven on!
My salmon in Arribiata sauce is still cold… Half an hour of heating the top oven, while the salmon sat getting slightly warm in the bottom one! Oh my days… I thought I was a bit tired, I even checked the oven was on and could hear the gas, but I can’t bend over very well so I can’t see the flames in the bottom oven… Grr! Oh well I guess I will enjoy it more when it’s done.
unfortunatley I only have this small file of a painting I did at college over forty years ago. It was a painting of a fellow student called Ann. I was really pleased with it and only parted with it because a friend really wanted it, I also gave my ‘friend’ a few other paintings for Christmas and birthdays. I found out later my ‘friend’ and her husband burnt them on a bonfire because he did not like them. Suffice to say I am no longer friends with her. I cant tell you how upset I was when I found out….
Oil on canvas about 1981?
Tranquil water
Peat stained stream
Full of life
Nature’s dream.
Tiny fish
That hide in pools
How I miss
Ice cream, cool
Dappled sunlight
Dusty paths
Sometimes too bright,
Sunlights flash!
Over stepping stones…
Feet to splash
Memories recalled
Of times fast dash.
Mallaband-Brown