by Patrick | Apr 18, 2018 | art, art as language, Design, Environment, photography, Travel
The Zeitz Museum of Contemporary Art Africa (Zeitz MOCAA), opened on 22 September 2017 at Cape Town’s V&A Waterfront. It is the world’s largest museum dedicated to contemporary art from Africa and its diaspora. Having seen it under construction in 2016 I was eager...
by Patrick | Mar 23, 2018 | Environment, Lifestyle, photography, Travel, wilderness
Kersbossstrand – strand as in beach. I stand on the beach and listen to the ocean, warmed by the setting sun. Today the sea whispers in soft susurrations. Sometimes it has a more resonant chant that pulses a rhythm in keeping with my heartbeat. Perhaps the pulse I...
by Patrick | Feb 23, 2018 | art, art as language, drawing, Environment, Lifestyle, oil, painting, photography
“Painting is washed up. Who will ever do anything better than that propeller? Tell me, can you do that?”. Marcel Duchamp 1912 It started with Duchamp’s signature on a urinal. Making a point? Or just a comment on the art around him? Was it really saying...
by Patrick | Jan 29, 2018 | art, art as language, drawing, Environment, Lifestyle, painting, photography
They were used in industry to tease out threads from wool for spinning. Using photographs and drawings I am teasing out ideas about expressing their structure through colour on both canvas, and if I can figure out a simple way of doing it, in 3D too. I have been...
by Patrick | Jan 24, 2018 | art, drawing, Environment, Lifestyle, painting, photography, Travel, wilderness
“It’s your Christmas present” she said, “a week in Lanzarote. The sun will help your healing”. Yes, a year after operations we still think of my healing. I have added over a half inch of muscle on my thighs, starting to rebuild the 4 inches I lost in hospital. My love...
by Patrick | Dec 28, 2017 | art, art as language, Design, Environment, Lifestyle, Op Art, painting, photography
Talking at one of the Christmas parties (you know, women in one room talking politics and whatever, blokes in the kitchen talking about motor bikes/cars/boats) a guy asked me what I had done for a living. Note: what I had done – we were all of a certain age. I told...
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