by Patrick | Jun 25, 2026 | art, art as language, education, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, painting, photography, Uncategorized, wilderness
“When I painted it in 1948 Christina’s World hung all summer in my house in Maine and nobody reacted to it. I thought ‘boy is this one ever a flat tyre’ Quoted by Wanda M. Corn in her 1973 book ‘The Art of Andrew Wyeth’ There are images that hold more importance for...
by Patrick | Jun 15, 2026 | art, art as language, BRotS, education, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, painting, photography, wilderness
Daisy, daisy… Daisy, Daisy, Give me your answer, do! I’m half crazy, All for the love of you! written by Harry Dacre in 1892 The oxeye daisies have grown high. Unlike the common daisy which shrinks in a lawn, oxeye stands tall and proud and springs up as soon as...
by Patrick | May 31, 2026 | acrylicpainting, art, art as language, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, photography
This house has stood over a hundred years now, built on the site of huts from where British soldiers went to stand in trenches in France in World War 1. Bombs fell on the road in World War 2 and when the house across the road was being modernised ten years ago, the...
by Patrick | May 5, 2026 | art, Garden, Lifestyle, painting, photography, Remembrance, Uncategorized, wilderness
The exhibition is over. A critical success perhaps but low sales failed to recover the costs. After recovering the unsold works and putting them into store I am sitting and taking stock, which means letting things meander around my unconscious mind whilst my...
by Patrick | Sep 29, 2025 | acrylicpainting, art, art as language, BRotS, Design, drawing, education, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, painting, photography, Steps
It started with the weather images. Today I take them with a sophisticated digital camera (so far 3,600 images) but I started them in pre-digital times as small gouache paintings done very quickly and very small from my back doorstep in Lancashire. There I delighted...
by Patrick | Jul 29, 2025 | acrylicpainting, art, art as language, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, painting, pastels, photography
I was asleep but uncomfortable. It felt like there was a hot water bottle against my back. Yes of course it was the cat – progressed from walking along my spine to just waiting and heating. Blearily I looked at my watch. Just after six. Sun is rising. Yeah OK Sid, I...
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