by Patrick | Aug 26, 2018 | art, art as language, drawing, oil, Op Art, painting, pastels, photography
As I start another painting to join the growing number in the store over the garage, I remember my pride being dented when I discovered the first of my college paintings, proudly taken home to my parents, had been used to block up a hole in the garden fence. Critics...
by Patrick | Jul 28, 2018 | art, art as language, drawing, oil, Op Art, painting, pastels, photography
I’ve tried walking sideways, And walking to the front, But people just look at me, And say it’s a publicity stunt. (Spike Milligan 1956) Sometimes fascinations recur. In the 1970’s I started to deconstruct the square I use in the paintings, looking at the...
by Patrick | Jul 6, 2018 | art, art as language, Design, Lifestyle, painting, photography, Travel, Uncategorized
It started with a ‘bucket list’. After twenty years travelling Europe, the US and Africa there are a few places I still want to visit – and no, I don’t need anymore suggestions, thanks… In the past I have visited over 30 countries, but there are places I still want to...
by Patrick | Jun 28, 2018 | Environment, Lifestyle, photography, Remembrance, Travel, Uncategorized
It’s monumental. In WW1 1400 of Britain’s bell ringers died. What more fitting way to remember them than to recruit 1400 new bell ringers and have a ’ring-in’ on November 11th on the anniversary of the War? Monumental ambition wants a national muffled set of rings in...
by Patrick | May 20, 2018 | art, drawing, Lifestyle, painting, photography, Remembrance
A week ago composer John Kerr wrote: “Just got home from doing my very last concert together with Ron Boots and Harold van der Heijden… so here’s another short excerpt from my album “prelude to a requiem”. release: 16th September on my 70th...
by Patrick | May 9, 2018 | art, art as language, Design, drawing, Environment, Lifestyle, painting, pastels, photography
As an art student in the 1960’s I worked every vacation. It started when I was a Foundation student (pre-dip in those days) in Stafford Art College. My parents were living in married quarters at the RAF apprentice school in Cosford (now a rather spectacular part of...
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