by Patrick | Dec 7, 2019 | education, Environment, Lifestyle, Remembrance
As a service brat I found it hard to garner a sense of belonging other than to the nation whose armed forces my father served for 35 years, and which as a result housed the family. Part of service life was the Sunday church service and I followed my father as a...
by Patrick | Nov 19, 2019 | art, Design, education, Environment, Lifestyle, photography, Remembrance, Travel
It’s a wonderful town, we all know that. My first visit, as a young artist and college lecturer, was on Laker’s Skytrain from Manchester, £99 return for the US independence bicentennial celebrations in 1976. I took hundreds of images of skyscrapers and made my money...
by Patrick | Oct 27, 2019 | art, education, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, photography, wilderness
Every day I take the same photograph from the same place in the garden. I take it between 0630 and 0830 – the timing is dictated by first light, by when I get up, and this in turn depending on when the day’s activities start. Most days I go out in my dressing gown...
by Patrick | Sep 27, 2019 | art, education, Environment, Lifestyle, photography
Our Armed Forces are at their lowest levels for many years, and are experiencing problems retaining trained personnel. Some of this will be due to problems with making proper provision for servicemen and women with families, something our civil Servants are not good...
by Patrick | Aug 24, 2019 | art, art as language, education, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, oil, painting, pastels, photography, Uncategorized
It starts with a gentle stroll around the garden, checking signage is still OK. An amble that develops into pulling out weeds, unwrapping convolvulus, uprooting dandelions, tearing out thistles. I spot some convolvulus wrapping itself around the still scented...
by Patrick | Aug 13, 2019 | art, art as language, drawing, education, Lifestyle, painting, pastels, photography
Open your studio for visitors. Sound easy, doesn’t it? Ha! Sometimes there is hardly room for me to fit in between the piles of tape, open stretchers with rough cut canvas draped over them, dirty palettes, rolls of paper leaning in corners, three easels, unfinished or...
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