My on-line diary began in the 1990's from my studio in the North of England. After a lapse of ten years, I resumed posting from my present studio on the Caribbean island of Dominica.

From the far beginning, the intention has been to give an insight into my working methods, and to share the triumphs, trials and tribulations of work-in-progress.

My diary pages are followed by thousands of artists, art students and art lovers in over 50 countries.

Sunday, August 31, 2014

To the tune of…

Whenever I think of censorship, I think of the Irish poet Brendan Behan.  At the drop of a hat and a couple of drinks, he would sing the following to the tune of Mac Namara’s Band.

My name is Brendan Behan, I'm the latest of the banned,
Although we're small in numbers we're the best banned in the land,
We're read at wakes and  weddings and in every parish hall,
And under library counters, sure you'll have no trouble at all.

Well Brendan, you’ve got competition.  It appears that today’s painting titled; Jessica Awakening has been banned from the banner of an arts website.

Interestingly, the painting was recently exhibited here in Dominica with no bother at all.

Friday, August 22, 2014

Writing from life

Just as I paint from life in order to capture the transient moments of life, I find that poetry is most effective when scribbled down in the heat of the moment. 

The following lines refer to an emotional reunion.  They were text to me, rather than scribbled, by Jessica Bellevue, my model and poetic muse. With poetry, as with painting, the simpler and more immediate the statement, the more profound.   

Seriously I cried and well he held me,
But d more I cried.

Today’s painting is from the series I made of Jessica deep in poetic composition.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Unexpected delights

Who knows what unexpected delights that await us in life thereafter?

Little did Mr. Bearder, MBE, TD, MA (Oxen) and Founder of the Bearder Charity, imagine - while working as a solicitor in this world - that one day the master cast of his commemorative portrait bust would be gazing down on an attractive collection of breasts and bottoms!

But such are heavenly rewards: at least as they relate to the current exhibition of work at my studio and gallery.