New paintings and regular art updates.
I decided to try and improve this painting because it was too reflective and the metallic copper sheet it was painted on was showing through too much. I seem to have worked reasonably well but it took effort to get the acrylic paint to stick onto the surface, but that was the problem on the original picture. Acrylic on a metallic surface.
From 7 years ago. Acrylic on canvas. This was based on a photo taken by NASAs Juno probe of the South pole of Jupiter showing massive blue storms. I’d forgotten about it. This was when I still had an art studio, and my hubby was alive. Good memories, I hope people remember my art when I gone.
I put a random word in the photo search here “warch” and this came up.. What is it? Some form of lights?
Random thoughts are… A train level crossing warning light? Basically because of the cross behind the lights… But where does “warch” come in….
I was actually looking for Watch, but misspelt it so I just decided to make this a bit of an odd post. I can’t think of something to write about, the world is not a good place at the moment. Sorry to be boring, just losing the plot slightly.
Lose one cat and another one gets more friendly, wants more attention. The trouble is this one comes and sleeps on my thighs or on my bladder in the morning! It’s very difficult as I wake up…. It makes for uncomfortable feelings. Cramp and aches and well… Desperation!
But I’m so glad to have her here, she and her brother are still here to have them. My memories of all of them are a great comfort.
Yes, many years ago, in the 80s, I won an award for something I designed. It was a recruitment poster. I don’t think anything was done about actually using it. It’s probably stuck on top of an old cupboard somewhere? But for a short while I had the frisson of winning something.
I don’t think my name was even engraved on the shield, I think the place I was studying didn’t think a poster was serious enough. Not proper research, which is why I’m not going into detail. But for a while it was firmly on my CV.
He would sit by my side
Keeping me company
My heart is heavy now…
He’s gone
How do I know he loved me?
His purring voice
His kneading paws
He was my two toned friend
Walking away, a single look back
Goodbye, I’ll see you later…
(for my cat)
My kitchen windowsill is covered with Christmas cactuses. I underwater them before the festive season so they are only just starting to grow individual flowers instead of lots of them.
Some of there were cuttings from my Grandmother’s plants from about 1996….? It’s amazing how they have such longevity .
Outside in the cold, I saw this moss on branches. The weather has been so wet this winter that I feel like I will see a fully formed Ark on the top of the local hill!
I love the acid green of the moss. And the reddish purples of the leaves on the ground. I wish the depth of field was less so the background was more blurred, but my mobile phone automatically seems to give the same values for foreground and background. There is probably a way of changing settings? I don’t know how?
I keep forgetting to post here. I’ve got so much to do.. Forms to complete, meetings to go to, appointments to keep. I sign up for things to keep myself occupied but without transport everything is taking longer to get to. And I have been so behind with stuff. I really need to get my skates on and sort myself out. But I’m getting tired and staying in more. It’s so hard to get organised.
Prevarication doesn’t help, I look at things and worry, and stick my head under the duvet and try to hide and sleep!
Had a quiet day. Kept the phone off. Decided to rest. I’m rushing around trying to do things and I just can’t keep my energy levels up. Oh for the days of old rotary phones, where you spoke to people to each other on landlines. Maybe for an hour at a time, but you couldn’t type on it, or use a built in calculator. No emails or wittering messages. No book of the face. Just simple conversations….
And the calls were possibly once a week, or more likely monthly. Maybe from a friend or a relative, no total strangers, no jokes or pokes. The only interesting thing was the speaking clock!
Mallaband-Brown