Snow stopped play

Snow stopped play

I love twilight, its my favourite time of the day, when the  golden afternoon light goes hazy and starts to turn to the purple night. But, with the abysmal weather we’ve had this week, the depressing grey light starts to fade by 5pm, and although its not night-time, it might as well be when you’re trying to paint a watercolour, cos there’s one thing you can’t do as the light fades, and that’s paint in it! You can in oils, or acrylics, or pastel, cos you do that thing, oh, what’s it called? Oh yeh, I remember, switch the light on. But watercolours have to be painted in daylight, so brushes down, and find something else to do. I’m not one of those artists who rates “daylight bulbs” either, for me, its got to me the natural version. Cos I’ve learnt the hard way in the past trying to carry on regardless as the light fades, and the paint goes on the paper as darker and increasingly darker shades which looks foul and unnatural the next day and I have to wet the paper and gently and remove it, and repaint it the lighter shade to save the picture – or even throw it away and start again in some extreme cases. No, the best thing is to stop. Stop and watch the snow come down today. I could hardly believe the white-out of snow that fell again overnight, the last part of March and we don’t usually get this sort of weather, its normally green buds starting to show!

Other than that I’ve got on well with the “obscure as it is obvious” watercolour painting this week, and am pleased with the way its looking, although it still needs the river doing, which is going to be tricky as it flows through most of the picture and changes character along the way, and someJapan 038 small adjustments afterwards to make sure that there aren’t any out of balance areas of dark colour compared to the lighter areas.

Other than that, the high light of this week was the meeting I went to for one of the art groups I’m a member of, and was pleased to see the three newest members there, one of whom happened to sat next to me during the meeting itself. At the end when people were dashing for the door, as half of them seem to do, desperate to get home to their own television sets I think, I asked him if he was staying behind for a drink, and was gratified to see his face break into a smile “Ooooh, drink, yes!” he said and I wondered if he was a big drinker, but the half of bitter didn’t show him to me, no, it was the sociable side he liked, like I do too. Its easy as an artist to be stuck in your own little world, painting at home, and not integrating with other artists and finding out what they’re getting up to. He sat next to me again when the sociable ones had relocated to the front bar, and we started to get to know each other as members of the same art group. He’s retired and in his late sixties I think, and we talked about what we like painting, (me – difficult stuff and erotic art, him – anything), how professional or amateur we are (me - professional, him  – amateur but wanting to do more), and then he brought out his artist sketchbook that he always carries on him, ready to do some little drawing of whatever catches his eye when he’s out and about, and it turned out that he’d been out and about in some of the far flung corners of the world that I had been to as well! So we did that thing that “travellers” do that so annoys people who haven’t done it, and have no desire to do it, but travellers LOVE to do it, and that is to name the countries we’d visited, finding the ones that match so that we could compare shared experiences. Not in a one up-man sort of way, but in an enjoyment of having seen the same things, shared the same experience, stood in the same spot – he’d been to countries that I hadn’t – Canada, Sweden, Norway, Finland, Germany. I’d been to countries that he hadn’t – Peru, Bolivia, Argentina, Brazil, South Africa. But, we had both been to Japan, China, Hong Kong, New Zealand, Australia, America, Czech Republic, France, Spain, The Netherlands, Belguim. And of course its Japan and China that are always the interesting ones to talk about, since their culture is so different to ours, and more interesting because of it. I haven’t met many people who also have been to Kyoto, Hiroshima, Mirajima, and Tokyo, but he had, and the conversation flowed as we talked about it, our faces lit up in hte excitment of memory. Until the end of the night, when we both went home to our respective houses, me still fired up with visiting foreign lands, but then that’s what I’ve been painting this week, a foreign land of my own creation. It hasn’t got anything Japanese in it though. Not even the dragon.

I've been an artist all of my life, and my paintings now hang on walls in Europe, USA and Canada. I'm working on getting them on the other continents! My wide range of artwork has been exhibited nearer to home in the East Midlands, with the Guild of Erotic Artists at Beaumont Hall Studios in Hertfordshire, and at "Erotica", Olympia, London. I have also been featured alongside my work in the Guild of Erotic Artists book (volume 2). I love to create dramatic interest in my pictures, whether it’s to paint an unusual landscape, or just to utilise dramatic lighting in my figure drawings or strong colour in my animal portraits. Delighting in the spontaneous tendencies of watercolour adds an interesting and distinctive look to my paintings, some of which are purposefully ambiguous, enabling the viewer to use their own interpretation of my artwork. I also love to hide images, and humour within my paintings, whether it’s a secret message, or an erotic couple hidden within a landscape, or even an erotic landscape where the couple are camouflaged as the features of the land itself. I am equally happy painting in oils, acrylics or watercolours and love to draw with pencil or ink. I have also developed the very effective method of drawing using white pencil on black card which creates dramatic pictures by just picking out where the light catches the body and leaving the rest of the image to the imagination, in darkness. I can also utilise many different styles, whether it is realistic, abstract, surrealistic, erotic, fantasy or camouflage art where something is hidden within the painting. I'm just passionate about my art, whatever I paint! But, it doesn't matter how many landscapes or pet portraits I paint, its always the erotic stuff that people are interested in! I started blogging to share some of the strange conversations I have with the people I meet. But its evolved into far more than that now.

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