New paintings and regular art updates.
Tests……..a short poem….
Tested to destruction
But you keep going
Ploughing on into the future
Maximum effort to pass
Even by one point.
Tested for healthiness
Bounced and bumped and pushed
Given medicine that may transform
Be a “cure”
Test positive, or negative?
The result depends
On interpretations
May you all pass.
These are props we have previously made and used. These are bamboo and papier mache trees. We are going to repair them as they have been in storage for a few years. Part of the Penkhull Mystery Play this year is about two woodsmen who have been turned into trees by an evil witch. They want to be turned back after 20 years and need to get help from another witch to stop the first witch casting another spell on them. More to come….
I woke up aching,
My shoulder hurt
My neck is tight
Need to relax
Only 4 hours
Of sleepless
Discomfort.
Decaff helped
Pain killers too.
Now dozing
Tired
Might nap
I need a hug
Ugh!
I’ve got too many photos in my phone. It’s crept up to over 17000 and it’s hard to delete them. The personal ones are really hard to let go. I’m attached to so many of them. I’m not sure if I can wave them goodbye. They do hold me in the past. Tie me together like wrapping paper and string.
The WordPress account only allows a maximum amount of memory and I keep hitting 100 %, so every so often I delete pictures. If I can I remove the free photos from the free photo library, or blurry, not very good ones from my own pictures. I know it’s not what I want to do, but I can’t afford to take on a bigger package. Anyway that means some posts are now lacking images. But I try to delete as few as I can. X
Blue seems turquoise these days. My cataracts have shifted my colour vision. I see it in every television programme. I noticed it a few months ago. I had thought it was because a special new colour had been chosen on fashion grounds. But now I’m pretty certain it’s me. Hope it will be sorted out if and when I have an operation. At least I am in good company with the famous impressionist Claude Monet.
I had my hair cut on Monday so I added a fringe to my self portrait then I tidied up the chin. Finally I finished the painting on the right side of the portrait. My hair is still long as I grew it out during covid. Now I just have it trimmed occasionally. It’s slightly different to my usual style. The acrylics I used were not as opaque as I normally use so I think it looks more like a watercolour.
I see the sea and wish
I could be there to see it.
Sending postcards to
Wish you were there
Friends and family
When will I go back?
It’s not far away in distance
But it is in time
I don’t know if I can go now.
I lost my confidence
Don’t feel safe
Travelling the distance….
The tide is out for me.
He greets me sometimes
with purrs
Mornings in the sun
Have a wash
Finding that comfy space
But sometimes?
He sleeps on a stair tread
Curled up happily
Danger to footsteps
I can avoid
But he’s too cute
To criticise!
If all the bees were gone
There’d be no flowers
So no fruit, no vegetables
No more blossom.
We could still have wind blown pollen
So grain would be possible?
Maybe….
Not much choice
Porridge or bread?
Let’s save our bees
And pollinating insects
We need them.
I don’t do many of these anymore. I find it harder to hold my phone when I’m sketching and drawing. My fingers cramp up round the phone and sometimes round a stylus if I’m drawing with one. Anyway got to keep my hand in as the saying goes. Ten minute digital drawing in my Artrage app.
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