by Patrick | Apr 19, 2024 | art, art as language, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, photography
It tickles my cheek, this flicking furry tail. I snake a hand out from under the duvet and rub his head. Fumbling, I struggle to see the luminous glowing hands on my watch face. 05.55. Early but light is coming under the curtains and cat is doing the ‘I’m starving’...
by Patrick | Dec 11, 2023 | art as language, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, photography
Once Upon a Time there was a writer of fairy tales, Hands Christian Andiscat. Known as the ‘whether-man’, every day he would emerge from beneath his warm bedding and wrapped in his dressing gown Hans would sally forth into the garden where he would try to feel whether...
by Patrick | May 21, 2022 | art, art as language, Design, drawing, Environment, Garden, painting, photography, Uncategorized, wilderness
Blue shades through turquoise into green. Much as blue shades an infinite number so too does grass as a simple study of the lawn shows. How do you study grass? I recommend a sunny afternoon, lying down listening to the life in grass, studying the scents and listening...
by Patrick | May 12, 2022 | art as language, Design, drawing, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, painting, photography, Uncategorized
I started to look at definitions of ‘Blue’ in writing the previous blog on the colour. My 1954 dictionary (a thick tome I grew up using after dad bought the dictionary and the 8 volume ‘Book of Knowledge’ from a door-to-door salesman) states “Ancient colour words are...
by Patrick | Mar 29, 2022 | acrylicpainting, art, art as language, BRotS, Design, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, painting, photography
Mama, take this badge off of me I can’t use it anymore It’s gettin’ dark, too dark to see I feel I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door Bob Dylan Several of us on Twitter and Facebook keep a daily visual diary of the changing months. I take...
by Patrick | Mar 9, 2022 | acrylicpainting, art, BRotS, Design, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, painting, photography
“March March to my own drum, March march to my own drum Hey hey I’m an army of one Oh i‘m an army of one Tell the ol’ boys in the white bread lobby What they can and can’t do with their bodies Temperatures are rising, cities are sinkin’ Ah cut the shit”...
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