Shakespeare tells us that there are seven stages of life; well maybe I have just reached my third stage, as I am in no hurry to grow up into adulthood. Tradition tells us that there are four seasons in the year. I would disagree, as nearly every week shows nature moving on into yet another of these many seasons.
I am an artist living with my wife Liz in Woking Surrey, Having been passionate about art since childhood, I am now able to follow my dream and paint full time. My principal medium is ink, but use other medium also. I work two days a week in the mental health field as an art communicator and run other art friendship groups as well.
Friday, 28 August 2020
Wednesday, 26 August 2020
Another week starts and the ongoing coping with the living a quiet life continues. As it often happens the feelings to get away for a while are with me, to have a break, a holiday, to chill out a little and relax; it sounds nice; so why not go to Jersey in the Channel Islands for a day or two in my mind and work up a few sketches and photos from a trip there a few years ago.
I have moved round the island at the moment and am painting at Gorey; you will see that in a few days.
Must get on. Duncan
Friday, 21 August 2020
Good morning and today I have been thinking about cameras and bees. The bees first. My wife's rucksack finally fell apart the other week, so she bought another. This time brightly colored and very girlie. I say that because it has a great big yellow plastic flower attached to the closing clasp on its back. I try to ignore it, not her, she is lovely, but that awful flower. However the other day whilst out walking we sat and had a rest for a short while after climbing a hill, when and a lovely big bumble bee joined us. Very nice you might say, But this poor confused bee took one look at this awful plastic flower and dived at it and spent some time trying to get nectar from its inner most plastic parts. In the end it gave up. Poor chap.
Wednesday, 19 August 2020
Today is all about the seasons and my oh my, have they changed in the last few days. Thirty six degrees only a few days ago and now only nineteen degrees, quite a change. The lovely Liz tells me that she doesn't walk in the rain, well today to my utter amazement, she did!!This morning with it (that is the sky) poring down with rain, in a teasing way I suggested that we go for a walk on Whitmoor Common and then I sat back waiting for her to react; well much to my surprise she jumped at the chance, so off we went. I was more than a little amazed. Then with her seeing all those super colours brought out with the wet and it was lovely, it really was. So we had a lovely walk, got soaked. had to crawl under a fallen tree, laughed and came home two happy bunnies.
Wednesday, 12 August 2020
Good morning and isn't the weather once again just glorious. It is a tad hot and to be honest maybe we are having just a bit to much of this "glorious" weather. But being British we are allowed to complain, after all that is what we are all so good at. Because of the heat, Liz and myself have started walking early in the morning and not wandering too far of. As we both like coffee, in our wanderings we are watching cafes and coffee bars and looking at them and deciding which are good and safe and there seems to be quite a difference in social distancing, taking contact details and safe service; a few places which will not be named, are being giving a wide berth. About the best we have found so far is "Lilys", near the new fire station and they are extending their menu from this Thursday. They open at 7.30 in the morning, so how about a light breakfast in the middle of your walk. Despite the road works it is a pleasant place to visit.
Sunday, 9 August 2020
Good morning every one and what a beautiful morning it is. To avoid the heat of the day, Liz and myself went out early today and walked from Triggs Lock to Send and back along the canal. Met lots of people enjoying the morning and lots of happy dogs enjoying the countryside sniffs!
One super side of this weather is that it makes outside water colour painting a great deal easier, because the work drys quickly. Five minuet wait between washes and not as I have experienced, forty minuet waits for one wash to dry sufficiently to carry on working. One thing you need to watch is that your colour washes are strong enough, or you will get home and see that your painting is much fainter than what you had really wanted.