Plastic glass

I just liked the way the light shone through my plastic glass tonight. Taken at an angle with my phone camera…. It feels like a jelly mold or reminds me of razor shells. Funny how shapes and patterns can mimic each other.

I like taking random pictures of things, I take picturesque photos but also enjoy playing with images x

Previous spirals

Just found an old digital drawing I turned into a pattern.

I can’t remember when I did this but it’s certainly a few years ago. I do love spirals….

Fireworks, galaxies, water spinning in a plughole, staircases, tornadoes, cloud formations, patterns in art. Its a, recurring theme in my art and I also love celtic patterns and art nouveau designs….

Fish cushion

Embroidered fish cushion. 1st normal, 2nd short 15 second  night exposure, 3rd put through photodirector.

You know when you see something and you just have to take a photo. Then I was explaining how to take a long, 60 second exposure to someone but it was bright enough at 15 seconds. Finally I used the photodirector app again to add some texture.

This is not my embroidery, it’s a kneeling cushion in the local church. I thought it was really interesting, and had to take a photo.

Found texture again

I went back to an app I like because I had used it to texturise images in the past. I’d stopped using it (photodirector) because a lot of the options had changed and I couldn’t find the one that did this (adding wavy patterns to my original artwork). But I had another look and found what I wanted under “art style” I think. You then have varied options to alter the texture and colour. This was my favourite stye. The other thing is you can go back and put it through the same or another texturiser again. So pleased I found it.

Heart felt

Every so often I find a heart, and I smile and remember, I’m not alone.

Memories grip me, I remember clear days, driving through country lanes, visiting old houses, happiness, times spent together.

It doesn’t have to be a leaf, I see hearts in swirls of coffee, puddles, holes in crumpets, flower petals, it’s just some random pattern that leads me to loving feelings, caring, comforting, companionable love.

And I’m glad.