Shoes

Posted on October 13, 2022 Posted in Sketching, UncategorizedTagged Art, Autumn, Drawing, flat heels, Life, Memories, Sandals, Shoes, Sketching, Summer2 Comments

Summers over and my sandals must be put away for another year. I will have to get my flat heels out again. I don’t bother to buy pairs of shoes. I bought three sorts of the same type in different colours, and never wore them! It’s strange, some women have tens or hundreds of pairs, and different ones for different occasions, I never got into that. I think it’s because I’ve never had much money. When we had a death in our family when I was a teenager, my mother gave us money to buy a dress and cardigan and shoes to wear to the funeral. I think that’s why I don’t get excited buying clothes or shoes. As long as they aren’t falling apart I keep wearing them….

Spiralling

Posted on October 11, 2022 Posted in Sketching, UncategorizedTagged Art, Black ink pen, Drawing, Meditation, Memories, Pattern, Sadness, Shape, Sketching, Spiral, ThinkingLeave a comment

This drawing is another meditation. As I spiralled around drawing complex patterns I thought about aspects of mine and my siblings life. By thinking about her as I drew I could concentrate without getting too upset. I let myself think about how things could be different, and that she may have been spared. I don’t know if it was a comfort but I had been watching a programme about quantum entanglement and the possible multiverse. I am not an astrophysicist and I have no idea if this theory would have any effect on variations of people/places/times, but it gave me a little strange comfort.

Six months ago

Posted on October 7, 2022October 7, 2022 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Autumn, Dorothy Clive garden, Garden, Life, Memories, six months ago, Spring, Staffordshire, Thinking, WillowbridgeLeave a comment

Six months ago I remember things were fine. The Rhododendrons in the Dorothy Clive Garden were in flower, we had the whole summer to enjoy. The sun was shining and covid seemed to be on the wane. Now things are not so good. Autumn has arrived and life has thrown me some curve balls. We are heading towards darker days and the summer is speedily disappearing. But I have decided I have to be OK. Just doing things like getting my covid and flu jabs seems positive. Protecting myself and people around me.

Spirograph

Posted on October 6, 2022 Posted in Sketching, UncategorizedTagged Art, Design, Drawing, Fun, Life, Memories, Patterns, Sketching, Spirals, Spirograph3 Comments

Does anyone remember this. It came with pins to hold the circles down that you drew around. You had to use thick card board to pin into otherwise as you used the small circles the paper would slip. Over the years I did hundreds of these patterns, I could almost draw them without the plastic circles and getting pens to fit in the little holes. I liked some patterns more than others. Maybe it explains my obsession with them now?

Halved

Posted on September 19, 2022September 19, 2022 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Death, Earth, Gone, Life, Memories, Missing, Moon, Poem, Poetry, Sadness, Sun, Thoughts, Time, WordsLeave a comment

My sun has gone out

The moon has split in half

My world is darkened

The loss of a relative

Guts your soul

Don’t scream

Don’t cry

Hold it together

For you

For everyone else

But it’s hard to take.

Regrets

Posted on September 18, 2022 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Gone, Goodbye, Memories, Regrets, Sadness, Shock, sudden, Thinking, working it out1 Comment

The world is mixed up today. Something happened and I think it’s too personal and painful to recount here, so I’m not mentioning names, but I am writing to sort my thoughts out a little.

I have so many regrets, things I didn’t do, words I didn’t speak. Silence I didn’t break. Not because I was being mean, but because I lost track of time, I forgot to remember to keep in touch. And now I can’t speak, I can’t phone. Your voice has gone. Lost. Not forgotten, but hard to remember.

Years go by, we were not close, but we understood each other. Now there is nothing. I have consolation, hubby, family and friends, but I’m so sad. Goodbye. That’s all I can think.

Insomnia again, no!

Posted on September 7, 2022 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Awake, Dawn, Insomnia, Life, Memories, Mind, Morning, no sleep, Sleep, swirling, ThinkingLeave a comment

My mind is spinning again, and my body has been spinning in bed, left side, back, right side, left side, right, back, left…..

Sheet covering me, duvet and sheet, no sheet… Too hot, too cold. Pain in my toes, pain in my knee, back, neck..

Twisting and turning so much, it might be a dance. Now my guts are joining in, discomfort, so I’ve come down for a decaff coffee. Soon I’ll be back in bed. But while I’m here, at 5.15am, why not just check out my phone for stories, funny memes, memories, jokes…… Put it down! Put. It. Down…

Good morning x dawn will be breaking soon.

Red

Posted on August 26, 2022 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Art, Childhood, deep red, dress, Life, Maroon, Memories, polkadot, RedLeave a comment

Red is the colour I loved as a child. Not pink. I had to have a bright red polkadot dress. I remember seeing a red setting sun for the first time when I was small. I liked red sweets, though I don’t remember the flavour. Red roses were beautiful, and red toffee apples were tasty.

Even now I like wearing red, but I’m a bit more adventurous, liking deep reds and maroons and bright reds. I still don’t like pink though.

a strange painting

Posted on August 23, 2022 Posted in Fine Art, UncategorizedTagged Acrylic on canvas, Art, Dasies, Fine Art, Flowers, friend?, Garden, Memories, PaintingLeave a comment

It was called Dasies. The figure in the doorway was my friend at the time. But like the painting she was strange. A complex person that tried to do things and disturb my life. I think she might have been OK, but one day she did something that completely lost my trust in her. I won’t go into detail, but she showed an uncaring side that really hurt me and my hubby. I could have forgiven her, I could have accepted her apologies, but why should I?

What do the Dasies and plants signify? Because it was before the split, I think probably I was trying to beautify the image. The garden was not as floriferous as this. It was a gift for either her birthday or Christmas. She was good at hiding her thoughts and the slightly surreal air was trying to capture that. I think most of my paintings are quite narrative. I’m glad I kept a photo of it, I have lost track of the paintings I have done over the years. Perhaps this ended up in the bin?

Clouds over carpark

Posted on August 20, 2022 Posted in UncategorizedTagged Clouds life, cumulonimbus, cumulus, Memories, Sky, Staffordshire, Stoke-on trentLeave a comment

Look up, see the blue, but then see the clouds. Mottled grey and white. When I was a child I was obsessed with clouds. In sewing class I embroidered white and grey clouds on a blue background. When I did art foundation I painted a cloudscape in quink ink. The colour of it, a darkish grey blue, split into browns and blue when you added water. I’ve painted clouds reflected in the windows at Spode in Stoke-on-Trent, Staffordshire.

Knowledge of clouds. I wish I could recognise them and their types. I know some names, cumulus, cumulonimbus, stratus, etc, etc,…

Mallaband-Brown

Tag: Memories