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”...
by Patrick | Feb 10, 2022 | acrylicpainting, art, art as language, BRotS, Design, education, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, pastels, photography, wilderness
“The influence of the media on the psychosocial development of children is profound. Thus, it is important for physicians to discuss with parents their child’s exposure to media and to provide guidance on age-appropriate use of all media, including television, radio,...
by Patrick | Feb 10, 2022 | Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, photography
The cat is hot. Every time I wriggle further away, he pushes himself back against me. It is comforting and uncomfortable at the same time. For a while sleep and wakefulness are locked in combat but finally, I realise I am awake. I flap around for my watch – one of...
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