One of ours

Yesterday I heard a familiar aero engine sound from my childhood,when I looked up it was a Spitfire about 1000 feet directly over the little house on the prairie,I thought the Jerries had come for a rematch at first,luckily Sheila saw it too so it was no mirage,she asked me how I knew it was a Spitfire,my reply was I used to draw them and Lancasters all the time as a kid shooting down Messerschmits,we could always recognise one of ours us wartime kids.
I know there are Spitfires at RAF Coningsby so it probably was out on a training flight,on a visit with the WI we were allowed in the hangar and were able to look inside them along with the Lancaster Bomber,normally visitors are kept away behind a roped off area,I have a baseball cap Sheila bought me for one of my birthdays there ,with a Lancaster on the front.

New date for exhibition

Alternative dates are now to be arranged due to mix up at gallery administrators end,I am meeting with him next monday to fix new dates watch this space.

Thanks to His" Workshy"

Thanks to" judge dread" my local judicial aquaintance ( not on official business I may say) informing me of the existence of a local gallery in Louth"Spout Yard Gallery,"I have lost no time in arranging a brief exhibition there from 23rd November to 4th December 2011, his "workshy" is cordially welcome to the opening along with his dear wife, should the judicial calender allow of course.

Miner memories

Charcoal drawing 9"x7" approximately, drawn 2005, found in one of my folders I think an apt illustration for this prose poem I drafted last week.

DAAHN T ' PIT(Memories of the 1950's)
Musty earth odor,
Pinewood pit props pleasant scent.
Steel rails streaming away,
Into infinite black distance.
Glimmer of a distant lamp,
A fellow miner
Voluntarily entombed,
By economic need.
Both dreaming of shift end release.
Hauled up at breakneck speed,
In the steel "cage".
To witness,
The bluest of skies,
The fluffiest cotton wool clouds,
The greenest ever trees and grass,
The symphony of bird song,
Our starved lungs.
Filled with the freshest air.

Latest painting

This one is acrylic on canvas 14"x10" title "Meers Bank Farm House" a little cottage on Stain Lane Theddlethorpe.

Palette and etc.

This is the stool, palette and painting, featuring in my last blog,it is easy to see why I missed seeing the palette,there is more paint on the stool

Arty Farty Error

I rarely offer advice on artistic technique,but today I made the mistake of placing a round palette on a round topped stool,then I picked up a brush and sat down ,reached for the palette and realised I was sitting on it what a colourful bum I am.