Four years ago

Posted on June 29, 2024 Posted in Fine Art, Memories, UncategorizedTagged Acrylic on canvas, Artists block, Canvases, Kingfisher, Life, Memory, Miniatures, Paintings1 Comment

I had just gone through an artists block. Sometimes I can’t paint, I come to a standstill. I don’t think what I was painting was that good, but I’m sure I felt better being able to pick up a paintbrush.

Since then my painting work has been up and down. I don’t always feel up to painting, and various stuff makes it more difficult. Painting isn’t just a physical ability, it’s a mental one as well. Both of those things are affecting me. Life sometimes gets in the way of intention. But I don’t give up. I will probably carry on somehow till the day I die. Art is my imperative in life.

Owlish

Posted on June 29, 2024 Posted in Sketching, UncategorizedTagged Cartoon, Design, Drawing, Fun, Life, Owl, sketchbook app, Sketching, symmetricalLeave a comment

Doodle using the Sketchbook app on my phone. I used a symmetry tool to draw it. And various brushes to colour it in. I’ve always loved owls and I like the quirky shapes. There are so many types of owls from little owls to eagle owls, barn, snowy, long eared owls. Wonderful creatures.

Yes but not telling

Posted on June 29, 2024 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged dailyprompt, dailyprompt-1984, Life, Memory, Prompt, Surgery, Talking, telling, ThinkingLeave a comment

Have you ever had surgery? What for?

Why should I share this information? Can I trust the person who is asking? Or the people who are reading this blog?… Sometimes we share too much information. It’s too easy to trust everyone on the Internet. And yet I wouldn’t tell people in the street my life story, my insurance details, if I’ve ever been in hospital. True I do share some information but as far as I can tell it’s of little use to others. I appreciate that it’s good to talk about your life, but I think you shouldn’t go too far.

Someone will be out there looking at your details putting two and two together, finding out about me. Well I’d rather not be too informative, I don’t think it’s a good idea.

Cat drawing

Posted on June 29, 2024 Posted in Cat, Sketching, UncategorizedTagged Black and white cat, Cat, companions, Friends, Life, Poem, Poetry, Sitting, Tuxedo catLeave a comment

My friend

Sitting on the chair arm

Next to me.

Staring into space

Front paws shuffle

Finding comfort

Whiskers alert.

Another cat

On the other chair arm.

Lies down

Looks at me

Where’s my tea?

Get up, eat, go to bed? OK, Choir.

Posted on June 28, 2024 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged Art, Choir, choir membership, dailyprompt, dailyprompt-1983, habit, Hubby, Life, Music, regular, SingingLeave a comment

What are your daily habits?

Habits? What are they?

Life turned upside down when I started caring for my hubby. Everyday was different and it was hard to do things the same each day. Then he died and things got even less organised. Since then I’ve tried to regulate my life. Going to choir has helped. I’ve been in choirs for twenty years and that habit has helped my mental health. If the rest of the week is confused and mixed up I can hold onto the knowledge that I will be going to choir. Other than that I enjoy art and try and hold onto that habit. I would be lost without it.

Treeish

Posted on June 28, 2024June 28, 2024 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Art, Branches, Church, Duplicated, Fun, Life, Local, Penkhull, Photo, quarter, TreeLeave a comment

A cage of bars? No tree branches quadruple. Outside our local church yesterday. The overhanging branches curves was an ideal subject to use for this image. I think it looks surreal. It’s amazing what you can do with a phone.

View through

Posted on June 27, 2024 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Art, Eye, Layers, Life, Photo, Reality, Spode, Studio, superimposed, View, WindowLeave a comment

Looking through a window in a door at Spode out of the studio window. The layers of lines and squares superimposed on top of each other made it interesting. The wood frames each section neatly.

What you can’t see is the bright sunlight catching the building in the background. I could see it, but here it’s over exposed and looks almost white,merging into the line of sky above it. Eyes are so important, cameras are wonderful, but seeing in reality is a better experience sometimes.

Stuck

Posted on June 26, 2024 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged belongings, Healing, holding on, Life, Memory, organised, Six months, Stuck, Stuff, TimeLeave a comment

Six months after he died and I’m still stuck. It’s hard to move things, clear them away. I feel like I’m walking through treacle. I’ve got too much stuff, mine and his. I’m still holding tight to things.

Can I donate to charity? Or sell things? Or bin things? But I’m still attached. I can’t do anything but look at things, I rarely move any of it. My mind is fused into a lump of static thoughts, unable to move on.

Maybe I’m overdramaticising the situation? I don’t know, but I think it might take years to get sorted out. I’ve done a lot of the legal stuff and paperwork, but forty years of belongings, especially when you have been with someone for so long, are hard to organise.

Threatening rain

Posted on June 26, 2024 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Air pressure, Barometer, celcius, Hot, House, humidity, Ice cream, Life, Rain, WarmLeave a comment

Cooled down and gone overcast. The temperature is now 23.2°C, the screen is showing rain and a barometer reading of 1006 millibars. I think it is hotter outside.

My friend is experiencing 26°C where he lives which is about 100 miles north east of here. I think the worst thing is the humidity. I feel like I’m sitting in a sauna. Hopefully it will cool down and feel more comfortable as the evening goes on. I’m very tempted to eat another ice cream, but I’ve already had one today!

Esther’s prompt Home

Posted on June 26, 2024 Posted in Memories, UncategorizedTagged England, Friends, Home, House, Life, Memories, Midlands, Relatives, Time, twang, voiceLeave a comment

Esther Chiltons weekly prompt was Home.

I’ve posted this to her blog page:

Home
I hear the accent of a fellow midlander and I’m home again. There’s a twang, a sound that I recognise. I tentatively ask them if they will say where they are from. Usually I get a friendly response. Then we discuss where we come from. Either the same town or close by. Memories of town centres, historic areas, parks and zoos. So many things have changed. But hearing a friendly voice takes me back over 40 years to when I left. I can’t go back, my family has all left, homes sold. Only a couple of relatives and friends left and I can’t drive far so it’s out of the question to go. But I’d like to drive down on a nostalgic trip. Some negotiation with friends required as I couldn’t get on a train on my own I don’t think. Anxiety is not a good friend.

Mallaband-Brown

Tag: Life