It’s too hot to write anythi…
It’s too hot to write anythi…
Do you ever worry that technology will rise up against us, a la Dan Brown style, and overtake us? If you are, then let me allay your fears. I have a vested interest, what with my shiny, metal hips. Imagine if they turned on me, forcing me to go for walks (ugh!) like Wallace and Gromit’s ‘The Wrong Trousers’. Or suddenly break out spontaneously mum-dancing in the aisles of supermarkets. Scratch that last one… I do it anyway.
Well worry ye not. We are a long way off all that mularky.
And yes! I am about to get to the point and link my latest art in to this post…
Pointing my all-singing, supposedly intelligent smartphone at my portraiture, it went in to blurry overdrive, zooming in and out like a bad B movie effect, pinging the focal point around the screen willy-nilly, before it gave up the ghost and belligerently informed me “no face can be found”.
It’s not like it’s a Picasso for heaven’s sake.
Everything’s a critic these days…
I think I might buy this from myself- I love it! I am so pleased how this turned out. I kept putting the headpiece off because I was in danger of having to work hard for a while, but it was worth the effort.
Visitors to the gallery have been very appreciative and gracious with kind comments a plenty on the oriental ladies. This style has generated a lot of conversation while I’ve been painting… so I’ll start another one tomorrow! Well, if it’s not broke… 😀
Oil on board 20 in x 16 in
Here she is…
‘Reverie’ oil on board. 16 in x 20 in
I had a little day out in Bath recently, having managed to escape the four walls of the gallery. It took years of planning and digging a complex network of tunnels with only a plastic spork and a scrunchie that had lost it’s elasticity, but I made it. I had forgotten how beautiful Bath is as a city. I wafted my camera around snapping pictures off like I knew what I was doing, when I saw an ‘Asian Exhibition here’ sign, just off the architectural magnificance that is The Circus. Channeling the spirit of the mighty spork I felt grown up enough to go in, take the tour and come out inspired for all things oriental… as you can probably tell!
Pictured are the latest works in progress. Enjoy X
I’m still not feeling great so I will write a lengthy piece about this mixed media hummingbird triptych in my head, and you can all tune in to my brain and download the accompanying PDF, or pull up an iChair to have a read. If you’re having trouble logging in to the Serena cerebellum ( I often do) just poke one of my chakras.
No, not that one.
Some of you maybe thinking I haven’t actually bothered writing anything because I am not well. For these astute people the one word title succinctly sums it all up…
I went and caught the lurgy so the art has slowed up this week. However, sat at home feeling sorry for myself gave me time to try out some of the media I have, that often gets bypassed for oils. I’ve had a thoroughly messy afternoon elbows deep in soft pastels. I had no idea they could make such a mess – I’m hooked! My hubby came home and burst out laughing when he saw me. I was blissfully unaware I was sporting a dashing shade of cerulean as a goatee. Luckily there were no cold callers or posties at the door today, and I felt too waffy to water the garden, so the neighbours were spared my impersonation of a bearded smurf too. I can’t wait to play with the pastels again… I think I’ll try a Salvador Dali ‘tash next.
First two landscape pictures are pastels on paper, and the third picture is further progress on the oil on board I’ve been painting.