by Patrick | Jan 2, 2021 | art, art as language, drawing, Environment, Op Art, painting, pastels, photography, Uncategorized
It has been a while since I walked down to Cuckmere Haven. During COVID lockdown I kept hearing rumours of it being overrun with visitors and the road up to my usual parking place, Seaford’s Barn, was jammed with cars. Then I began to hear from friends, aware I was...
by Patrick | Aug 16, 2020 | art, art as language, Design, education, Lifestyle, painting, Uncategorized
The Prado Museum, one of the world’s biggest art galleries, cannot find 885 of its own works, according to Spain’s Audit Court. Some years ago, I was a part of a group of artists organising group shows in galleries throughout the English North West, as well as my solo...
by Patrick | Apr 13, 2020 | art, art as language, drawing, Environment, Op Art, painting, photography, Travel, Uncategorized
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying. Masefield 1902 Once...
by Patrick | Mar 27, 2020 | Environment, Lifestyle, photography, Uncategorized, wilderness
I don’t do cruises. That was the theory anyway. The idea that I would voluntarily confine myself with hundreds of people with no escape filled me with horror. Going on holiday with a whole village? Many years ago, as Editor of HotelDesigns, I organised some reviews of...
by Patrick | Mar 15, 2020 | art, drawing, Lifestyle, Remembrance, Uncategorized
My local church is St. Leonards. It is in the centre of the town and for many forms the central focus of small-town life, a focus enhanced by its proximity to the railway station and both our doctor’s surgeries. It has a thriving congregation especially at Christmas...
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...
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