New paintings and regular art updates.
Flipped and duplicated photo of frost seen on the inside of my car windscreen. The reds are from the car colour. The sky was a brilliant pale blue. I’ve boosted the contrast a bit. Making symmetrical patterns really works with images like this.
Group of blocks, duplicated in a symmetrical pattern. I think the blues and oranges of the tiles, which are complementary colours add to the composition, as do the strong diagonals created by a bright shaft of sunlight. This was originally a photo taken in the shop at Middleport pottery, I think taken in the autumn.
A combination of objects and their reflections inside and seating and buildings outside. This was three years ago when the place we were visiting was called the Potbank cafe. Now its owned by someone else and called the Quarter. Its based at Eleanora Street on the Spode pottery site in Stoke, Stoke-on-Trent.
Some of the buildings on the Spode site are due to be demolished and apartments are to possibly be built there instead. If it happens it will be sad to see our industrial heritage destroyed in order to build as many ‘units’ as the developers can cram on the site. The view out of this doorway may change, quickly or slowly, no necessarily for the better.
Man knocking on the front door of an old, derelict house out in the countryside. Knocking is also a phrase in England that means getting older hence “the old man who was ‘knocking on’ in age, knocked on the door of the derelict house”. Perhaps knocking means that the person is either becoming elderly, or even approaching death. There are so many strange phrases in the English language. ‘Knocking on’ can be changed to ‘getting on’ or even ‘clocking on’ which can also mean getting your clock card punched by a machine at the start of a factory shift. The more you learn the more there is to find out!
The cat sat on the textured mat
A filter changed its shape
It’s spikey and crinkly
Coloured and wrinkly
But the cat is relaxed
Not very fat
Contented on the mat.
The moon is three quarters full and was setting behind a tree as midnight struck to end 2022. I tried to take a few photos but my automatic filter makes the moon too bright and is very overexposed. You cannot see its shape. So I tried using manual settings, with that I could get a little bit more definition, but it’s far too grainy. However you can see its not full. There was a mist or firework smoke drifting across the sky. More fireworks had gone off in a few minutes than we saw over the whole of November 5th. The cats were very scared. But it’s calmed down now.
Happy New year to you all.
An alien ocean trapped in glass, blue light floods through. My glass paperweight collection sits out of the sun on a window ledge upstairs. As they are spherical thru could act as lenses and magnify the sun’s rays. So I’m careful, I don’t want a fire! I was trying to get a picture of a red glow, but the sunrise was unspectacular this morning. Still I think this turned out nicely.
My mind flits
From one thought to another
Over the same land
At different stages of coherence.
Dreams of silky seas
That were not mine
Or high mountain peaks
All is enfolded within.
Pictures taken by others
Hidden folds and valleys
Corrugations of brain.
Dream travel can be overwhelming
Or limited to a single room
Hidden meaning or memory.
Then the cotton thread snaps
And you wake,
To grey darkness
Stuck back in reality
Only a thin film away
But so far
From dream country.
Imm painting a victorian style oven as a bit of scenery for a Christmas Carol. I’ve just drawn something out but the cat appears to think it’s real! The cat sat on three mats…. Will post the result when I’ve painted it. X
Borrowed from Penkhull panto, caps for the female cast members of a Christmas Carol. But are they Mob or Mop Caps? I can never remember! I know they seem to get used in performances from mediaeval to victorian times, but I’m not sure how realistic they are. They are quite comfortable to wear, but they won’t have had elastic in them, maybe drawstrings?
Mallaband-Brown