New paintings and regular art updates.
I woke up to this red sky about half an hour ago. The sky is now more yellow and the sun is above the horizon. The light is streaming through the leaves and lighting them up. The red sky does not bode well for later on… Red sky in the morning shepherd’s warning (or sailors), but it certainly makes a breathtaking sight right in the heart of the city.
Have you noticed a theme? There are yellows, blues and greens floating around my last few posts. Maybe I’m heading towards spring colours to avoid the start of autumn turning into the drab greys of winter.
Two of these pieces of glass are replacements for the bright yellow bowl that the cats broke, let’s see how long they last!
I’d like to go back in time sometimes. There are so many things in the world that are going wrong. We don’t need to live in interesting times x.
And other images from the Forge at Etruria. I was there today and took a few photos in the beautiful mid September sunshine we had today.
When the sun is bright and low it casts deep shadows and picks out intricate details that you might otherwise miss.
The glow from the flames of the Forge added to the atmosphere, you can almost feel the heat coming off those flames.
The Forge is the domain of Sculpted Steel. You can see demonstrations of the blacksmiths work on open days at Etruria Industrial museum.
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When you take a photo of an old window under purple sunsets you can get something of an interesting hue.
Ink turns pink
Sky’s surprise
Window brightened
With sunsets flight.
Glowing purple
Violet hue
Salmon sprinkled
In the blue.
Glint of crimson
Sizzles over
Bleeding sky
Paints walls anew.
Pixels and glass, an old disco ball changed by using Layout app and adjusting the sharpness, colours and contrast.
Splashing subtle colours around the room, coloured washes staining the walls if the sun glints on it. I know disco balls are not the thing to have in a living room, but it cheers me up. As the sun sets behind the house the light gradually creeps in. First it catches the glass crystals I have in the window and they send rainbow shards through the room. Jittering and twisting across the magnolia plaster. Then the sun drops lower and the disco balls individual glass facets glitter and flicker.
It was from this that I made this image.
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She sat at the top of the stairs
Sitting proud on the ledge,
Peeking out
From behind the foliage,
Staring at me.
She was loving and gentle.
Liked the sun,
Bathed in light.
Gemma was my best friend.
My hubby shouted to tell me he had made a rainbow today. The hose was spraying water and the sunlight was behind us and bright.
In one of the photos there is even a double rainbow.
Rainbow
Coloured with light,
shining with sparkles,
water in flight.
Rainbow
glittering brightly,
wonderful vision
droplets so spritely.
Rainbow
water drops glisten
spectrum of sound
making you listen.
Rainbow
to see your smiling bow
happy to watch
your coloured sparks flow.
6am, sunlight creeps in
and bathes the dusty books
with a golden glow
chases away the cobwebs
sings loudly by the door
breaks vases with a sparkle
finds dust motes in the air.
Sunlight cleans and bleaches
exposes over and over
till red book covers are faded
now salmon pink
Sunlight tinged with heat
warms your head
tickles your feet
raises a smile
makes you feel alive
a photosynthetic dash
of vitamin D
Sunlight is Life.
The sunset reflected on penkhull Church. I’ve altered the exposure on these, increasing the red or changing the background clouds. The top two are closer to the original pictures, but not as bright as I saw. This is because your eyes accommodate to the light levels, letting more light in by opening your iris in your eye, making the pupil wider. The trouble was as I increased the brightness the sky just disappeared into white, so I tried changing the colours in the curves section of my photo editor.
The night draws in again
Sunset and its rosy glow is gone
Eight minutes before the sun set
Light travelling ultra fast,
Eight minutes to shine from sun to earth.
Energy in motion, then lost
Behind the hill
Night infects the light
It’s inky blackness sometimes reduced
By moon and stars
Or reflected light on clouds.
But the dark cannot hold as the earth turns.
Tipped slightly, seasons prevail North and south.
As spring arrives days grow longer
Now sunsets late or never
While equator stays the same
the North and South vary.
Sunset later every day till mid summer
Then decline.
Mallaband-Brown