by Patrick | Feb 19, 2020 | art, art as language, education, painting
“Knowing that life is so strange and so uncontrollable, there is no way, and art is impossible, as impossible as living. And yet one lives, and strange things happen, and art also happens, like falling in love.” Alan Davie from the 1958 Wakefield Exhibition Catalogue...
by Patrick | Jan 23, 2020 | art, art as language, education, oil, Op Art, painting, photography
For many years I have been questioned on my retention of the grid in my paintings. I have explained to those interested that the grids represent the control mechanisms that are exercised by the law and bureaucracy of government. It is a parallel with the ‘control...
by Patrick | Dec 17, 2019 | art, art as language, Design, drawing, education, Op Art, painting, pastels, Remembrance, Uncategorized
My Verdun Triptych has now found a new home in a local public school, and there’s a story behind this dating back to the 1970’s. When I complete my degree course I was upset to be handed the application forms for a posts-graduate teaching course. This seemed like a...
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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