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 | Oct 15, 2019 | art, art as language, drawing, Environment, Sculpture, wilderness
In an art world currently filled with frivolous lightweight pieces (a little like the House of Commons) it is a pleasant change to find a show in a provincial gallery to rival that in any of the so-called ‘major’ art centres in the big cities. The Towner has worked...
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 | Sep 4, 2019 | art, art as language, drawing, Garden, Lifestyle, oil, Op Art, painting, pastels, photography
“The party’s over, it’s time to call it a day They’ve burst your pretty balloon, and taken the moon away It’s time to wind up the masquerade” Bobby Darin 1962 No, it’s not about Brexit, but @ArtWaveFestival is over for another year (2019), and it is time to turn the...
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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