Self service

Someone asked if there should only be self service tills in supermarkets. I aid no. I went to our local supermarket yesterday evening. I had to get a lot of stuff so we got a trolley. Have you ever tried balancing everything from your trolley on the tiny platform at the self service till? balancing it and then putting it in bags and balancing them on the other tiny platform that weighs your goods? It was crazy. There was one woman helper. She had to let me move stuff so I could carry on.
Plus it puts decent people out of work!

Books in the post

Books for college. A great many words arrived in the post over the last couple of days. A book called visual methodologies by Gillian Rose, illustration research methods by Rachel Gannon and Mireille Fauchon. Beginning Theory by Peter Barry and Picture This by Molly Bang. I hope the information in them will sink into my brain. Such a lot to look at and try and understand. It’s hard to take in so much, and this is just a small piece of the puzzle. I must improve my knowledge of crytical analysis. To go from descriptive to forensic. That’s hard. Generating new ideas and opinions without being opinionated. I want to try not to be cruel or condescending. To be honest and to use understandable language because some of it just feels selfish and snobbish. Hmmm.

Memory of mystery

Me a couple of years ago painting banners for our mystery play we did. These are pictures of the willow pattern from Spode that I was copying for the performance. We hold it on a Saturday towards the start of July. Unfortunately we could not hold it last year and only had an online event this year. I hope it’s reinstated when things get better.

I’m so busy with college work it would have been difficult to make the time but I love doing this. It makes me feel part of a community. I also miss all the friends I have through being part of it. X

When I clear photos

The remaining ones mix up. January’s in July’s, March’s in May’s. I find it hard to find pictures I want to use for college or for my blog. Hence this odd little photo, it came from a while ago and yet it is in recent images? I don’t know how to get them back in order. I think the old ones are filling in the spaces of the photos I have deleted.

So I have to put up with it. It does mean that I occasionally rediscover an image that I really like, and as I intend to keep on sharing images as I blog you will see what I find!

Apple

I used to love apples, crisp and crunchy or sweet and soft in a pie with cream. I wonder why I’ve stopped buying them? Stopped seeing them? I see lots of soft fruit, strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, bananas galore, oranges, peaches, even limes, but I don’t see many apples? Perhaps there has been a shortage of them? Maybe there were not many harvested in autumn.

Funny how you only miss things in a sudden feeling that there is something gone from life. I wonder if politics, brexit, not allowing as many foreign workers into our country, has had an effect on it. It feels like the old sayings ‘shooting yourself in the foot’ or ‘cutting off your nose to spite your face’? No doubt things will sort themselves out? I hope!

Shall I delete some posts?

I write about so many things.

Pour out words on the page.

My mind is full of thoughts

Too many to control

They fly out of my eyes,

My ears.

Where to stop?

Someone suggested deleting posts..

Should I remove them?

Cut back, reduce them?

Take the time to edit.

Or just leave them.

Enough or too much?

I will give it thought.

Another feather

Once you see something it’s hard not to see it. You ‘get your eye in’. I’ve recently seen a few different ones on various walks and I can’t resist taking photos of them. This could be a duck or a pigeon feather? I don’t know. I remember learning how feathers have thin strands with little hooks on them so when a bird preens it’s feathers the hooks can sort of zip the feathers up and hold the strands of the feathers together? I don’t know exactly how it works. I guess I should look it up on line or find a book with details in it. It is fascinating to think about the mechanics of birds wings.

Eating chocolate icecream

Oh dear! After a couple of gin and tonics some chocolate icecream became too tempting. We’d only had a small evening meal and hubby was talking about cooking our breakfast tomorrow as supper tonight. So I had the bright idea of pulling a tub of chocolate icecream out of the freezer. Not healthy or good. But it tasted lovely.

The only way I can lose weight is not to buy nice things. I have to really restrain myself. A first world problem. People in most of the world wouldn’t even know what icecream is. Its an example of greed I guess. We can grow huge because we are sold empty calories. Sugar and fat in a delightful combination. And people starve. It’s a stark reality that there are too many have nots compared with those that have….. Yes I do feel guilty. Yes I should not be greedy. No I don’t have any real excuse. I was lucky to be born in a rich first world country. That should not stop me trying to help others and change my attitudes for the better.

Missing photos

I just checked my memory percentage on WordPress media and it was up to 96.4% well into the red! I am always up there recently because I like posting my own art here. It means that something has to happen so I have been deleting a few photos. I’m down to 96%. Please accept my apologies if there isn’t a picture on one of my older posts… I have to reduce them. I’m also possibly going to post smaller images xxx