Artichoke, Cabbages and Roses

I’ve been pretty busy painting larger works lately for a special reason which is under wraps at the moment. Hopefully, I’ll be able to impart that info in a couple of months but in the meantime, here’s a sneak preview. Hope you like it.

Artichoke, cabbages and roses

Cribbage chair

Oil on canvas NFS

Oil on canvas NFS

This is not a daily painting but I had to post it because, much to my excitement, I’ve just discovered it has made it through the first round of selection for the New English Art Club open.   That, by no means is guarantee of final selection, but it’s a start… this space.  Today I had three visitors come to my open studio from Birmingham.  After coffee and a good chat, they went away happy with not only some of my work but also bags full of plums from our tree which is groaning under the strain.


Slipping Through My Fingers

1.5m x 1.5m oil on canvas

Well………..the best laid plans and all that.  No sooner had I got back into the studio than I went down with flu.   On the mend now and trying to get back into the groove.  I painted today but the paint is still wet and won’t photograph well and besides, I’m not that sure about today’s effort…………..I’ve yet to get my mojo back.   So, in the interests of posting for posting’s sake, here is a large painting I did about seven years ago.  We were living in Bangkok and I rather madly took myself off to the School or Art at the University and begged for a place in their studio.  None of the tutors or students spoke English, I spoke no Thai but they ignored me, I ignored them and we got on fine with a few smiles – mad English woman in corner!  It was pretty gruelling – just the journey there and back, let alone the hours stood dripping in 38 degrees.  Still, at least I could go home to my ”luxury” apartment.  They just unrolled their mattresses under their easels……….student loan repayments tough?……give me a break!  Anyway, this painting was a kind of response to my leaving my sons behind in school.  The shoes and jumper were my daughter’s and that discarded- on- floor thing?…… she’s made an absolute art form of it.  Hopefully a daily painting tomorrow.