
Cat in a box
Schrodinger knows
Alive or dead?
It will still have
Eight lives left
Quantumly…
New paintings and regular art updates.

Cat in a box
Schrodinger knows
Alive or dead?
It will still have
Eight lives left
Quantumly…

Fronds, split into feathery leaves.
Under the shade of trees
Unfurl in spring
Like curled question marks
Springing out
Bright green
A lovely scene
Covering the ground
In friendly frothy growth

Just two of my cats. Sleepy, edited in photodirector. They are on a crochet blanket. I put the photo through photodirector, I like the textured look it creates.

Oh I do like a good hanging basket. This is one from a couple of years ago, I think it was one I planted myself. The red flowers are pelargoniums although generally they are called geraniums. The purple ones are Petunias which are also called Surfinias. It’s interesting how names can be changed for fashion or trademark reasons.

A picture I created five years ago. Collaged from an angled view of part of the old spode factory in Stoke on Trent. I love it because it looks like it’s floating in a beautiful blue sky, with patterns of wispy clouds creating a tracery of waves like the tide coming in around the buildings. I should do more….

Another painting of the Devon coastline. This is an old photo and I don’t know if I painted it in dark tones or if it was taken in a dark area. The headland in the distance gives you an idea of Devons rolling hills. It’s similar in Cornwall, hills that are rounded, climbing up to the moors. Dartmoor and Exmoor being two of them. Also in the foreground you can see golden sands surrounded by the dark jagged rocks that you see at many of the coves in the two counties. I hope I can visit again soon.

Hard to see, but the rain is falling in our yard after several days of scorching heat that despite watering have dried out our hanging baskets.
Thunder is constantly rumbling south of us. I’ve checked blitzortung.org and you can see a large concentration of lightening strikes happening now about two miles away. I tried taking a screenshot of the website but this phone is an awkward beast at times. I’m going to post a video online but not here, I haven’t got enough memory anyway there’s some hail mixed in so it must be cold up in the storm.

I don’t know what I was thinking, but when I got a new shower curtain it came with it’s own rings, what to do with the old ones? I hung them up on a branch of the fern that’s growing in the bathroom. I guess I put them there because they looked interesting and I don’t like throwing things away.

Plant in a teapot, on an old flaky paint windowledge in the restroom at Spode studios. The plant looks like it’s trying to escape, and is exploding like a firework from the pot. I like the crinkly window glass behind it, it looks so old, with rust building up on the metal window frames.

I took this photo of an old door at Spode pottery five years ago. I guess you could call it shabby. I would not have seen it but there was some work going on at the main entrance to Spode studios so we had to use a side entrance.
I only found this again because of the marvellous Facebook memories. I don’t know how many hundreds or thousands of photos I’ve taken since this, but not that many get put online, so this one must have felt special to me.
I think this might have been a pottery mould store, there was a collection of several thousand old pottery moulds that were a historical record of the shapes of the ceramics Spode used to make. Unfortunately I think they were destroyed a couple of years ago because they were not going to be used again. I think that sort of destruction is unforgivable.