by Patrick | Jun 22, 2015 | drawing, oil, Op Art, painting
When I went to art college in the mid 1960’s the big art movement of the day was so-called ‘Op Art’, with Bridget Riley paintings being pirated for use on everything from dresses to carrier bags. Many of us as students played with the systems and ideas contained in...
by Patrick | Jun 2, 2015 | art, art as language, drawing, Environment, oil, painting, pastels
It started with sunshine tempting a sojourn on a garden seat surrounded by honeysuckle. I had been watching it coming into bloom, and a couple of day’s sunshine brought it out in full colour. First step always these days is the camera, which I use instead of drawing....
by Patrick | May 25, 2015 | art, art as language, drawing, Lifestyle, painting, pastels
We use grids daily. Sometimes we don’t recognise them as grids, such as in a carpark. Sometimes we label them with other names such as ‘cells’ when in a spreadsheet for example, or ‘apartments’ in a block of flats. Pixels in digital imagery work as a grid – keep...
by Patrick | May 11, 2015 | art, art as language, drawing, oil, painting, pastels, Remembrance
The exhibition is over, the work either delivered to patrons or stacked in the garage. In the 12 days it was on 400 people came to see the show, and I sold a dozen pieces, including one of the large drawings. Biggest surprise of all was when my partner demanded that...
by Patrick | Mar 8, 2015 | art, art as language, drawing, oil, painting, pastels
I’ve been playing with cutting up and collaging imagery. I have been using an Albers-like square to explore colour in plants from the garden. Sometimes I have been mixing the mark with imagery directly, not in the sense of filling colour into the image but treating...
by Patrick | Mar 3, 2015 | art, art as language, drawing, Lifestyle, painting, pastels
I rarely drive across a drawbridge. Especially one where the door have to be held back, their ancient bolt heads securing the planks barely an inch either side of the car. All the while martial music played through the loudspeakers. The rutted cobbles made the...
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