Tag: Memories

Violin sketch

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At the Beehive pub in Honeywall on Wednesday night. I don’t go very often to listen to the Boatband and their cajun and folk music. But it was the day before the 2nd anniversary of a very sad occasion and I wanted to take my mind off it.

The thing was someone had given me a pencil to make some notes with and I had some scraps of paper in my bag, so I decided to try and do some drawings. This was one of them.

I loved the sinuous shape of the violin and the way the musician held it and the bow, and I was transported back 40 years to my younger self drawing and sketching. I’m rather pleased with the result despite my shaking hands.

On WhatsApp

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Having photos appear on WhatsApp can be odd. I get the pictures loaded into my gallery. I appreciate them all but I don’t always remember who sent them, that means I don’t always remember to reply!

So.. If you sent me this santa Christmas card, thank you! I’ll try and remember to send my cards out before it’s too late! X

Two years (almost)

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If I wait a day or two

My tears will flow

Again

Two times around the sun.

Millions of miles away from me.

Energy evaporated

Thoughts dissipated

My memory is all

That holds you

A ghostly shape

3d nothingness

Grasping for you

In my sleep.

Such a robust person,

Lost and gone.

No more conversations…

Gone.

Gon

Go

G

….

Cats calm me

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What is good about having a pet?

Cats calm me,

Relax me..

But they trip me up

Knead my stomach

Paw my face

Insist on tasting my food…

But they make me laugh

Purr at me

But then they jump up

On cupboards

Climb up trees

Lie on the stairs

Entertain me,

Keep me company

Cost too much at the vets

Give me love. X

Where did this come from?

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WhatsApp photo of a rainbow a friend sent me. For some reason it appeared in my gallery. I get all sorts of photos from friends and I wouldn’t normally share them, but this is Yorkshire terraced house rooves with a rainbow above them. I like the sunset. You can just see an arc of colour in the sky.

The rainbow is above the houses, and the fronts of them are catching the sunlight. It shows how the sun must always be on the opposite side of the sky to a rainbow. The prisms of the rain drops scattering the light.

When I was younger I saw a rainbow coming down to the ground in front of me. It was about 50 yards away. As I walked towards it, it moved away at walking pace. Then I started to jog and it moved away at the same pace as I was travelling.

It was fascinating, and it stayed in my memory, so everytime I see these beautiful  light shows I appreciate it.

My 20’s

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Is there an age or year of your life you would re-live?

Random photo of a jumper I knitted in my 20’s!

I did my fine art course.

I met my boyfriend.

I cycled everywhere.

I made good friends that I still know.

I created lots of art, including murals.

Basically, despite bad things happening in the world I was very lucky to have a great time. Plus there was punk rock, TV shows like ‘the young ones’. I also bought a bicycle and cycled many miles around the north West of England. My boyfriend and I went cycle camping up to the lake district and cycled round Devon and North Wales on holiday. It’s surprising how far you can go on trains and bikes.

I have so many memories that I still recall. Life was simpler then, I am glad I have them. Plus I knitted the jumper (I never made one before). I remember adding patterns that I completely made up including the red arrows on the sleeve, and space invaders on the bottom of the jumper!

Life I had that I’ll never go back to. I wish I could!

Catching up

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Youdraw drawing. I’m trying to catch up with things but the youdraw interview put me in a spin. So many old memories. Old friends, thinking about what I was doing and what I was capable of twenty or so years ago. And the frustration of no longer having those abilities.

I want to think about how I can get some of it back. I’m going to see if I can get better medication for Parkinsons. Does life have to be this hard? Mentally and physically I’m feeling my age.

Youdraw

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https://youtube.com/shorts/EmEBgH30shY?si=Q3TMLxNVdQfRB6Sj

I was drawing at a digital platform called youdraw several years ago. The object was to collect 500,000 drawings.

I’ve recently been contacted as they are going to publish 10 books with contributors art included. I thought I would share the link to my interview. Hope that’s OK…

My first cat…

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She never usually sat on dad’s lap, but this time she did. Such a loving little tortoise shell cat. I didn’t know then that this sort of fur colouration is mainly female…. I may be wrong. We had another cat too but I dint remember him well, I left home a few years later, and I missed them so much.

Of course when I stayed in student accommodation we weren’t allowed pets, but a year later we took in an old straggly cat that someone was going to have put to sleep. And after that I’ve always had cats… 11 in total… My friends.

Crumpets

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I used to toast these on the bars of the gas fire when I was a child. We used a fork hooked on by it’s prongs to the horizontal bars in front of the white ceramic blocks that the flames came up through.

Toasting the bottom of the crumpet first, then the top. It would get really hot and the butter would melt all the way down into the bubbled tubes of the crumpet. Delicious x

(not to be confused with English Muffins)