New paintings and regular art updates.
Someone just put a comment on my Instagram account saying this combination of photos looks like an oil painting? It made me think about cooking. If something looks nice and colourful it should also be tasty. A collection of colours, textures, and the vessel the food is in all must have an effect on the psychology of how you taste and feel about a meal or a snack. I’m lucky to have enough to eat and a good choice of ingredients. I wish more people could have the chance to share.
A Clarice Cliff pottery pattern that I painted as a mural in the Leopard Hotel in Burslem, Stoke on Trent. The design is called umbrellas. It’s one I would love to own.
Nostalgia is that warm feeling you get when you see or remember old or ancient images or things. I haven’t looked up the actual definition. But things like this, or even old TV shows like The original series of Star Trek, give me a warm fuzzy feeling. I know somehow I’m safe, like I have gone back in time, as a memory or a thing I learned about in the past.
I get the same thing with the James Stewart film It’s a wonderful life. I think nostalgia and being nostalgic must be good and calming for the mind. The equivalent of a mental sigh.
A beautiful indoor winter plant, the red bracts are modified leaves not petals. Its often used as a centerpiece for Christmas decorations. This is a painting I did of one. I remember my mum had one growing in the spare room. I don’t think it likes too much heat? The indoor gardeners here will have a better iidea than I do. It seems to have been taken over in popularity by Amaryllis buls which also flower around this time of year.
I just saw a photo of this painting and thought of simpler times. When people could meet in groups, no one wore face coverings, and there was less fear in the world.
The conversation flows, there is gentle banter, there are smiles and laughter. People drink and eat and share food, a mouthful or two of delicious fruit or a compote. Wine and beer, fruit juice and water. The voices murmur, no need to shout through a mask and at a distance. I hope we can go back to more carefree times, but we will have to see. Stay safe. X
A present for someone I love and care for in this awful year. As I was about to wrap the necklace and the Christmas tree decoration I realised how much I have enjoyed creating things with a bit of sparkle. The photo does not do the glass pendant justice because the lighting is not good. Perhaps I should invest in a light box or try and make a DIY version. I think the recipient will be pleased as she has a small collection of my paintings. X
I wasn’t expecting this lovely card from my friend Martha. (Women’s Wilderness Legend – living the Metaphor, marthakennedyblog.com) in Monte Vista near Denver (I hope I’ve got that right). I met her through WordPress and I really enjoy her blog. She is a writer and artist who lives with her two dogs. Reading her blog cheers me up. So interesting to see someone else’s point of view. It gives you a perspective on the world seeing another person’s point of view. Seeing those mountains in the background of the painting makes me realise how small (but very ancient) the hills and mountains of Britain are. We don’t get snow regularly like her mountains. I love this depiction of them.
Almost the end of my couple of weeks at the The Waiting Room Gallery at Longport.
I’ve had my paintings up for sale there and sold a few already. But as they are tiny I can’t say I’ve made a massive amount of money (less than £40 so far). But I don’t care, I’m just pleased people liked them enough to buy them.
What next? I might add ribbons to them and turn more of them into Christmas decorations for next year, after all I’m not sure when things will get back to normal (if ever) and at this rate it might be a long time before I can mount an exhibition.
My hubby’s feet, a small step, black fine liner and acrylic paint wash. Not very exciting for Tuesdays #bandofsketchers prompt. Trying to work out the details of the straps on his sandals was tricky.
This took a long, long time. I can still paint but shaking isn’t helping. If I put things on the easle it’s a bit better, but sometimes I have to hold the painting to add details, then if I try and paint my left arm and hand shakes and the canvas wobbles. So I have to redo things. I wish I wasn’t getting old. Painting means such a lot to me. Then typing, the phone wobbles side to side as I stab at the keyboard. Thank goodness for predictive text! Anyway I hope this little dogs owner loves this painting, she’s been really patient. X
I like doing miniature paintings on small canvases. It’s hard to get small details though as I am still shaking from whatever is affecting my left arm and shoulder. There is an artist who lives near Birmingham who creates miniature sculptures in the eye of a needle and on the heads of pins. He creates them using an eyelash attached at 90° to a fine brush or rod. He works between heart beats and holds his breath. He works at night so traffic doesn’t disturb him. Now that is skill! He works through a microscope and his work has to be viewed through one.
His details are:
WILLARD WIGAN: World’s most incredible microscopic artist with new exhibition. Dr. Willard Wigan’s MBE, Latest exhibition is open now at The Birmingham Contemporary Art Gallery. Born June 1957, Willard is a world renowned British sculptor who makes microscopic art.
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