by Patrick | Dec 21, 2024 | art, art as language, BRotS, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, painting, photography, Remembrance
In my last post in November, I wrote of my mental confusion and the twists and turns I was making to find a way forward with my work. Since then, I have done plenty of work with the camera, but the problems remained unresolved. I am beginning to realise that many of...
by Patrick | Nov 12, 2024 | acrylicpainting, art, art as language, BRotS, drawing, Lifestyle, Op Art, painting, pastels, photography
For a couple of months, I have struggled in the studio. Drawings based on Gropius’ house in Dessau fill sketchbook pages. Images of the trees around the ‘masters houses’ of the Bauhaus, printed out, litter my worktable. My ‘bag’ is colour of course, and like most war...
by Patrick | Sep 8, 2024 | acrylicpainting, art, art as language, BRotS, drawing, oil, painting, pastels, photography, Uncategorized
There was only radio for entertainment for many of my early years. I have written before of how my father taught me to draw. My formative years were spent in physical exploration of woods and fields, making model aeroplanes and filling books with drawings. Aged six...
by Patrick | Aug 16, 2024 | acrylicpainting, art, art as language, BRotS, Environment, Lifestyle, oil, painting, pastels, Remembrance
“You guys have no idea how painful it is to have been young during the absolute peak era of the greatest empire in human history and now be forced to watch it all unravel. The saddest part is that we are doing it to ourselves. Absolutely agonizing experience. Like...
by Patrick | Jun 24, 2024 | acrylicpainting, art, BRotS, drawing, Environment, painting, photography
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Dylan Thomas With the addition of a photographic record of decay, the four books of images of paintings and...
by Patrick | Jun 9, 2024 | acrylicpainting, art, art as language, Environment, Garden, Lifestyle, painting, pastels, photography
We moved to the seaside when my partner retired as she was born in this area and waited tables in a local caff as a teenager, having happy memories of the coast. Her roots were here, whereas my RAF upbringing wedded my heart and soul to England but not to any one...
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