I'm probably on to a looser here, and I'm probably only too deficient in eloquence to argue my case, but if you'll bear with me for a few moments, I'll try to explain. Yesterday I went off to school to pick Annie up.It was a damp cold afternoon. I went to stand with two dear friends of mine who are both Mums of children in Annie's class.
looking in a draw and had come across a pair of leggings which she had worn some years ago.We laughed about how they seem to be back in vogue...we mused how fashion always comes full circle despite reinventing itself. I then mentioned that I really love the 'shiny leather look' leggings now seen .My friend laughed ..she didn't think they would suit her now being a 'mature lady'. But ladies and gentlemen, I disagree, or rather I disagree with the notion that one would feel unable to wear something because one feels that one is too old.
I entered the conversation during which one of the Mums was describing how she had been I suddenly had an image (morbidity warning!) of myself lying on my death bed. I imagined what I might have cause to regret of worry about...and what I'd worn would certainly not be something I would loose sleep (albeit eternal sleep) over. Ladies, I'm not urging you to go out and dress like teenager (unless you are in fact a teenager!) But please, have a careful look on your right hand...find the middle finger, leave it extended whilst lowering the other three, then point the finger skywards and say to life, "I'll wear whatever makes me happy...I will celebrate the fact that i am alive and will be a long time dead...for now, I'm going to express the person inside despite the fact that you might not like it... !" Don't worry about my clothes, instead worry about something more important. *
the following photos are perhaps of 'beautiful people', and they might not illustrate what I've just said...but look at them and then click on the link at the bottom for a very well known poem...then you will be free to agree or disagree with me!
*If however you chose to dress like an old woman, then that's ok too...old ladies are great~!
This is the cake my lovely daughter made for me...yes , she really did ! she's only 9, but has memorised a couple of recipes and is able to interchange, swap and substitute the ingredients to make the type of cake she wants. She mixes,pours and bakes the cake too, although I took the cake out of the oven. She then went digging around various cupboards until she'd counted exactly 48 candles...she even took the photograph. I am obviously biased, but she is a little genius! You've guessed by now that it was my birthday .Saturday was a really nice day for me, we even had a party in the evening. and I welcomed some very dear friends to share the time with me.My friend Kay came down especially from Scotland, and an old friend Tracey whom I've been out of touch with came along....I had a nice phone call from Preeti and a singing birthday card from Devilmood.
Sorry if the photo is a little blurred...but I hope you can see the pencil work i've applied behind the girls and Starman. It should give another clue as to what it is...
At the time of this photo earlier today, I had nearly completed the first piece of heavy metal appearing in the background.I wonder who will be the first person to identify what the background comprises of....ummm ?
Honestly, I wasn't drunk when I took the photo!...I'm pleased to have carried the darkened area over from one side of the page to the other. It has a unifying effect to the composition and helps me to visualise what the overall effect will be.
This exciting isn't it?..... This represents the total of my day's work, around about 5 hours.But it will be worth it in the end. I got off to a wrong start this morning, I walked Annie to school, it was beautifully Sunny with a crispness to the air. I left Annie as the bell went and made my way back through the park.The journey involves a long steep slope climbing up out of the park...by the time I reached the top, I was out of breath and annoyingly my chest began to tighten...I used to suffer from asthma some years ago, but it suddenly disappeared when we moved house in 2002. Today was the first time it came back and I can tell you I was worried. As I continued on my way home a friend stopped in her car after dropping her own daughter off at school..I readily accepted the offer of a lift home. I'm fine this evening.
I wish I was able to write and express myself as well some people I know, but I hope you got the gist of my previous post? So today it's back to doing what I know I can do. I've spent a great amount of time today researching and sketching in the background to this piece.If you enlarge the image, I'm sure you'll be able to see some of the pencil lines. What I'm drawing will become apparent over time...stay tuned!
I've worked well today...the two faces here both turned out quirky ...but they tend to inhabit my imagination and always seem to come out like this...more tomorrow.
Once again ...apologies for not posting. I've been sick for the last couple of days..! I'm feeling a little better this evening, so hopefully I'll be back to work soon.
It's been a while I must admit. If there's anyone left, then hello! Last week was an amalgamation of things which meant that I took a rest from work....which is good I think. The highlight of the week for me was the visit for three days of my friends Preeti and Satish.Along with their two lovely children, they stayed at an hotel only 3 minutes walk from my house. So we saw lots of each other over the time. It was a privilege for me to take my friends around Derby, visit the Derby Arboretum, the city centre and Industrial Museum (much more interesting than it sounds!). We took a trip into North Derbyshire to visit Buxton where Jan's theatre company were performing their production of 'More Story Please' at St. John's Church.
Sitting working at my desk today I had the drone of an aircraft flying by. Not far away is the aero engine division of Rolls Royce, and this aircraft was making circuits of the factory. The sky was very angry looking. So, to test your powers of identification, can you tell me what this aeroplane is?
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