New paintings and regular art updates.
Links, complications, colours
Convoluted beginnings
And endings.
Thinking about life
Memories bubble out
Like air filtering
Through a spring
Expanding and bursting.
Lights spark on my minds surface
Like old popping flash bulbs
On a box brownie camera
Or captured as polaroids
Held in gel
An album of my thoughts.
Another Sketchfu drawing from the now closed site. This is a picture I drew from memory about ten years ago. I used to love eating these at Christmas. I think it was probably a challenge to draw something sweet. Strange how some things suddenly became fashionable but then lose their appeal again. I don’t think I would buy one now.
Drawing I did at an old website called Sketchfu nine years ago. Sadly it closed down a few years ago. The tools were very simple, but that made it easy for artists to use. I was pleased how this digital sketch came out. If I find more drawings I will share them.
I just listened to the Adagio from Spartacus. I know it as the theme music to a 1970’s TV series called the Onedin line. My mother used to collect LPs (long playing records) of classical music, and sometimes we would sit and listen to them. The adagio rises and falls, the music swells before it calms like a settling sea.
I haven’t heard it for forty years so I was surprised at how upset it made me. I cried so much. Memories can have that effect. These were good memories of a long time ago. If you want to hear it go to YouTube. It’s worth it.
A few of trees I drew a couple of years ago. Pencil on paper. It’s nice to find these memories on Facebook. It reminds me of what I was doing then. I wish I was still going out and doing this. I think we had gone out to a National Trust property but have no idea where it was!
I can’t change things
But I can remember
I can think
Help where I can.
I might be safe
But people from other countries
Are they going to survive?
Can they sleep at night?
Amidst the bombs.
Remember Blue and Yellow
Another old pattern, this was done in ArtRage oils and is another Facebook memory that popped up. I think this was done on another phone. I like seeing the way my mind was working a few years ago. More abstract and possibly more experimental than now!
Faces drawn in a nice app I used to use a few years ago. But I had to delete it because I don’t have enough memory on my phone. Maybe when I finally upgrade it I will reinstall it. I think it was called sketcher app. I think I still have it on another device but that’s not linked to the Internet very well so I have to mess about trying to link things. Maybe I should get more organised. I quite like this.
How do you work out the radius of a satellite dish when all you know is its diameter? That was the strange question I tried to answer on twitter last night.
First of all I had to remember my school girl maths from fifty years ago.
I remembered the diameter if found with the formula 2 pi r. Where pi is 22/7. I couldn’t remember the decimal version and I wasn’t using a calculator so I divided 7 into 22 and got 3.142. Then r is the radius, which is half of 70=35.
So then I had to multiply (on paper again) 2 Xx 3.142= 6.284. And multiply that by 35. As my multiplication is not good I added 3 lots of 62.84 together = 188.52, then added 6.284 together five times = 31.41 (yes it’s long winded but accurate). Add the two figures together and you get 219.93.
I don’t know BODMAS or PODMAS or whatever they are called. But I actually got it right. Not to bad for an oldie!
PS the formula for area is pi r squared. Not going there!
He’s getting older, I watch him daily. He’s getting older, but he can still be kittenish. A quick mrpurr and then a dash across the room. But he likes to sleep. His heart is old, beats slowly. I hope he will stay a few years longer. Happy and contented.
Yesterday I watched a YouTube video of a man saying farewell to his much loved cat. He lay on the floor, strolling the cats nose and cheeks gently. You could see his tears. I remember the times I have had to say goodbye too.
So much sadness in the world today. Farewells are mounting up. Let there be love and peace for a change. X
Mallaband-Brown