Yeah! Get a load of this! Eat your heart out Andy Warhole. Boredom is really getting to us now and short of going naked in the shed we came up with a psychedelic shedcast. As ever, make of it what you will, but we did have fun and that's what it's all about.
I think you will have got the gist of how we were feeling last night, it's been a fairly rubbish week, I took sick for a couple of days, the weather was inclement, and there was nothing but bad news on the telly (well, except for the Grayson Perry Artclub show last night).
Anyway, I did manage to complete a bit of artwork, and I did make a short video of a new poem, 'On the Breeze there is a Song' which I have put up on the Hear My Voice Barnsley Facebook page. So, this week's artwork is 3 Men in a Bar:
And this is our 'bar' last night:
As I said the news has been very depressing this week what with the abduction and murder of a young girl in London, by, to make it worse, a serving police officer, and the hullabaloo about Harry and Meghan's interview with Oprah Winfrey, what a can of worms that has opened up, not to mention Covid being on the rise again in Italy and throughout Europe, and the never ending negativity about Brexit. It's enough to make you want to stay in bed till it's all over.
But of course I won't be doing that! For one thing it's Mothering Sunday tomorrow and I have in mind blue skies and a walk through the woods. Then next week I am going to throw myself into the world of Abstraction to produce and abstract painting. All good fun, eh! I've also got my book of the month to finish, so a bit of reading to do.
Anyway, that's us for this week, I hope the Shedcast brought a smile. Happy Mother's Day to all mums out there, it's feet up and enjoy the chocolate time.
It has been a bit 'parky' this week, as they say in Yorkshire. In fact when David and I went out for our daily stroll, and wearing fingerless mitts, my finger ends went a waxy shade of pale and I thought how easy it must be to get frostbite. Luckily a bit of clenching and unclenching of the fist did the trick, but I was very glad to get home and into the warm. When we went up Pilley Hill a few days later it was a glorious day, the daffodils are coming out and there is a resplendent show of crocuses on a council verge just past Aldi's.
I have been doing a bit of poeting this week, I have writen a couple for the Shortland's Poetry Circle on the subject of trees, and I was inspired by the Lawrence Ferlanghetti poem, 'Waiting' to produce one of my own, 'Not Waiting'.
Painting: My painting of the week is 3 Men in a Cave (see it below). This week's subject is 'Open Choice' so I have absolutely no idea what I am going to do for that. And I hope the shed is a little warmer, though there is a splendid heater in there should I wish to be toasty.
So, here is the Shedcast from last night, would you believe I was drinking tonic water and not cider because I've had a bit of a dicky tummy of late. I went a whole week without alcohol, no wonder I'm not feeling up to par.
We decided to eat in the house last night where we could sit and watch the Grayson Perry Art Club show, I do love Grayson and Philippa Perry.
This is what I made for dinner but unfortunately I couldn't eat any of it. Never mind there is plenty left for the week ahead.
Friday Night Home Made Pizza
And David says these were the best scones I've ever made, well he would wouldn't he?
And this is my painting of the week, make of it what you will.
3 Men in a Cave
Thursday was World Book Day, so I am making a special effort to read at least one book before the end of March. I have embarked on The Daemon by Anthony Peake, A guide to your extraordinary secret self. So far it has definitely hooked me in. My only complaint is that the type is very small for my ageing eyes, I might have to get a magnifying glass. Anyway let's see how it goes.
The only other exciting thing that happened this week, apart from buying a new top on the internet, which was a surprisingly satisfying experience, it fits well and was a speedy delivery, was a flock of gold finches descending on our tree. There must have been at least 30 of them, flitting about, flashing bits of yellow, while we watched on from the bedroom window which is about tree top height.
You can see we are not living in the fast lane. Is anybody? Schools go back on Monday so we shall see how that affects the spread of the virus. I am full of hope for the summer.
That's all from us this week. Keep well, and keep smiling,
I am writing this blog from the comfort of my bed, it is Saturday morning and I'm having a bit of a lie in. The sun is shining but the rooftops are wet and I can feel that dampness in my knees. I've had a bit of trouble this past week with painful knees put down to the weather because we do go out for a walk most days. Anyway, that's my excuse for not getting out of bed.
I can't believe we are nearly into March but here we are and still in lockdown. But things are looking up and the Covid-19 figures are going down. I went for my vaccine last Monday, an emotional, and painless experience at Sheffield Arena. Well take a look at the Shedcast for our update, and then see below my artwork of the week, and other pics.
Greek Mandinadas - Rhyming couplets of 15 syllables in each line, most often set to Greek music and performed on occassions such a fiestas, weddings and the like.
Artwork of the Week - Transport
I chose the coal wagon as my 'transport' and carried on the theme of my 3 Men. This week I am going to practice my figure drawing again, so wish me luck!
3 Men in a Mine
Sheffield was eerily baron on Monday. We walked from the Arena to Meadowhall where we caught the bus home, and these are the pics:
no people...
no cars...
And this was the Arena where I had my Covid-19 vaccination.
Back home Spring has sprung in our garden and the birds are singing.
That's my cue to get out of bed and have a slice of toast, so I'll say bye for now. And if you have bad knees, like me, try rubbing in Volterol, it seems to work a treat. Have a good week, keep well and keep smiling.
