by Patrick | Apr 1, 2025 | art, art as language, Environment, Garden, painting, photography, Remembrance
Its warm in the garden this evening, the first time I’ve been enticed to sit on the bench warming myself in the sun, a geriatric with a camera. The term comes from Greek roots—”geras” meaning old age and “iatros” meaning physician. In a broader...
by Patrick | Mar 16, 2025 | art as language, education, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, painting, photography
Winter retreats. At the first opportunity I take my coffee into the garden to sit in the sun, watching the frost melt off the grass (almost as exciting as things get around here). I sit there not just soaking up sunshine but looking at the rich greens of the grass,...
by Patrick | Dec 21, 2024 | art, art as language, BRotS, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, painting, photography, Remembrance
In my last post in November, I wrote of my mental confusion and the twists and turns I was making to find a way forward with my work. Since then, I have done plenty of work with the camera, but the problems remained unresolved. I am beginning to realise that many of...
by Patrick | Oct 27, 2024 | art, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, photography
As October drifts to an end so we change our clocks – or not, depending in part on the clock. Clocks on computers change automatically, supposedly the car is linked to house Wi-Fi so should change with the computer but won’t, so will stay on French (or wherever) time...
by Patrick | Jul 15, 2024 | art, education, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, wilderness
One of the first things I do in the morning in my every day routine is as I come downstairs, I turn right while the cat sits and waits, posing. He knows what I’m doing, I’m going to turn on the computer and collect the camera from the office. I then return past the...
by Patrick | Jun 9, 2024 | acrylicpainting, art, art as language, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, painting, pastels, photography
We moved to the seaside when my partner retired as she was born in this area and waited tables in a local caff as a teenager, having happy memories of the coast. Her roots were here, whereas my RAF upbringing wedded my heart and soul to England but not to any one...
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