
Oh the joy…
After reaching some kind of satisfactory conclusion to my mum’s birthday present dilemma, I felt a tremendous sense of unburdened freedom as I sought out
After reaching some kind of satisfactory conclusion to my mum’s birthday present dilemma, I felt a tremendous sense of unburdened freedom as I sought out
After lasts week’s rather torturous post of woe and disappointment – I’m keen to keep this week’s follow up as brief and upbeat as possible.
If at first you don’t succeed, try, try and try again. So the saying goes. I can’t decide whether the originator of this simply cracked
With so many ‘firsts’ to relate – I’m not entirely sure where to begin. I feel I should probably begin with an apology (certainly not
I’m really beginning to get into the swing of taking an oil painting and interpreting it in watercolour – and I hope my enjoyment shows
Feeling emboldened by last week’s ‘oil into water’ effort, I was keen to seek out another Seago oil painting that I might translate into watercolour.
As I was perusing my Edward Seago bible for my next exercise, my partner said “why don’t you let me choose something?” Quite naturally in
Some parts of the UK had snow towards the end of last week and into the weekend, so the weather was obviously on my mind
And not just tarmac. But some buildings too. And some telegraph poles. It’s practically a cityscape! In a very tentative nod to the real world,
After last week’s more involved post of existential angst… here’s something short and – if not sweet – then at least simple. It’s based on
After I’ve completed a painting or sketch it normally gets left up on a little picture shelf in my front room, alongside whatever creations my
I recently received an invitation to the opening of the ‘Recording Britain’ exhibition at the Towner Art Gallery in Eastbourne (4th February to 2nd May)