"minninglow 3" now resides in the home of Mrs Pippa Young . The picture is set in a lovely wooden frame rescued from a charity shop with triple mounting for a" walk in" effect. Looks just great!
"art moves you in some way.It fits and feels right, or it doesn't fit in a way that feels deliciously wrong.You can talk all you want about brushstrokes or shades of green and blue but non of those are the things that move you. It's something else you might call spiritual".
About Me
- keef
- "a man is a success if he gets up in the morning ,goes to bed at night and in between does what he wants to do" Bob Dylan.
Monday, 26 September 2011
Sunday, 25 September 2011
working quietly
Autumnal skies and colours and beautiful music from "a winged victory for the sullen" stir the soul into action.....
stanage sky
untitled....
Saturday, 3 September 2011
summer is over
Its official. Summer is over ! At least in Finland -John has dismantled our exhibition in Merikavia . I'm happy to report we have been well received and reviewed.
Thanks to John and Maarit Rogers, Galleria Elise and Galleria Vanha Savu for being such wonderful hosts. I have wonderful memories and less pictures!
Thanks to John and Maarit Rogers, Galleria Elise and Galleria Vanha Savu for being such wonderful hosts. I have wonderful memories and less pictures!
minninglow
The Shire looks lovely in an "end of summer" kind of way. I pop "The Old Wylde Souls" new album in the c/d player and 3 tunes later I am parking up at Pike Hall. A warm westerly wind pushes me along the trail towards Minninglow. A single rook hangs in the sky , there is no one else around. Leaving the trail by the access path I disturb half a dozen partridges having a late breakfast as I ascend to the ancient burial site.
The site is protected by a ring of beech, ash and rowan trees .Sitting on a huge limestone slab I eat cheese and pickle sandwiches while listening to the wind in the tall beeches. The sun reluctantly appears for a moment , I lie back and watch the clouds scud by. On the way back I pick a few blackberries for tea. Nice!
The site is protected by a ring of beech, ash and rowan trees .Sitting on a huge limestone slab I eat cheese and pickle sandwiches while listening to the wind in the tall beeches. The sun reluctantly appears for a moment , I lie back and watch the clouds scud by. On the way back I pick a few blackberries for tea. Nice!
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