Acrylic on canvas, abstract poured blue paint, I filled, then used a toothbrush to add wispy texture. As a matter of interest in this orientation I think it looks like a lions head?
Pouring
Tag: Memories
My pain
Today, after years I finally wrote down a lot of the bad things that have happened to me over the years. I’ve held it deep down and rarely shared it because, stiff upper lip, you just get on with it. People call me stoic, well I have been like this for over 60 years. I’m only saying now because I need to prove it to someone. Taken all day to write it all down. Do I feel better? Don’t know. I think I’ve still got some hope left.
Baskets
I’m trying hard to keep my hanging baskets alive. They are on a shady fence which is good, but one in particular is in full sun and is getting rather crispy. Also I bought a few small extra plants but they outgrew their pots so a friend and her son came over to help today to repot them into containers. Some of them were a bit wonky so I tried to straighten them up. That was hard work. Even putting the bin out exhausts me.
Anyway the photo is of one of them. Bought just over a month ago from a small farm and really filled out. I’m using washing up water and some bottles of water to keep them going. Might rain next week… Cropped off the dried out bits.
I do this every year, but this year was a bit much, I will see what happens next year x
Penkhull Church built in 1842
St Thomas church in Penkhull was built in 1842. I painted this banner in about 2017 or 18 I think. Only 175 years later.
Things have changed for women over that time. We got the vote. There is is now a woman Archbishop of Canterbury. We have more control over our bodies our health our education. We have even been around the far side of the moon! And we have had female prime ministers and Presidents. Some countries are trying to remove our rights. We will not give them up without a fight!
Bureaucracy
Red tape
Ties you down.
Tangles you up
Drives you mad.
Solve one problem
Raises another
You chase your tail
Swallow it
And you’re lost!
Splodge
I don’t often photograph my food and this would never be published in a magazine, but it was tasty…this was my tea a few days ago.
I’ve started eating baked sweet potatoes as they have less carbohydrates than normal potatoes. I added a bit of cheese, some baked beans and shredded iceberg lettuce.
It was messy and tasty. Now I’m hungry.
Rehearsals
Plots and plans. Time to mysteriously create a new play. After a bit of a hitch a new set of writers have been found. We are still looking for a director as the lady who was going to do it has been asked to work on something else.
It must be something in the water as another local theatre group is having problems. I think everyone is so busy working hard on their own projects that it’s hard to find the time.
I’ve got involved in the background admin and there are a lot more responsibilities than you realise. Grant applications are needed because of the difficulties with raising funds from local people. There is just not the cash available. And then extra costs appear. It’s no wonder I’m not sleeping well…
I’m finally going to get something to eat.. At midnight!
Where am I?
My phone battery died, it will only work if its plugged into the wall. I’m finding it hard to stand up and type. I will try and get a plug in battery. My phone is old and might not be possible to transfer all my data.
I went to a mobile phone shop yesterday but they couldn’t or wouldn’t do it because my phone is old and they “don’t recognise it’s operating system” in other words too much trouble. Basically they said buy a new phone and reinstall apps.
What about my emails, my thousands of photos, my documents, the websites I am on. My list of phone numbers and email addresses….
Help!
After Escher ?
Look into the crystal ball
See what you can see?
Is it a reflection
or is it really me?
Trapped in time and hidden
Never to grow old
A portrait is an instant
In time, no longer told.
Memory of power
Ability to do
But time just gets slower
A reminder of you.
Buddha
I went to art group for the first time in weeks and picked up a small, 6×4 in canvas.
I haven’t done a painting for ages, my Parkinsons is bad and looking close up is difficult because although I’m cataract free, they also cured my short sightedness and I find it hard to focus on close objects, basically closer than about a foot things get blurred. I need to get some ordinary reading glasses because the ones I’ve got are too strong.
Then I saw a tiny, gold painted, plastic Buddha. Of all the things that I could choose to paint, this seemed like the right karma. The brushes were a bit rough and not easily pointed. It was hard to see the details, but in about an hour I managed to paint him. The best thing? Someone in the group said they really liked it. So I gave it them.
In other news, I know I haven’t been here much lately. I miss my cat so much. It’s another loss I’m struggling to come to terms with. Love to you all.
Mallaband-Brown 