Today it has started and we all know what that is
going to mean . . . . . Well it will mean with some degree of certainty that I will be
posting stuff slightly less than normal. OK yes that bit has already started,
but that is because I have been busy trying to stay on top of the garden and
also slowly but surely working towards moving the office. The first step of
which was running a network cable to the new room, which I have now done I just
need to sort the room out a bit, it is rather full of stuff. (a chaps work is
never done).
Right back to the main point, as you all know I
tend to post a picture of some sort with most of my blog posts, things I have
drawn most of the time in the days or day previously. Well I have been
requested by a friend to turn them into solid pictures that can hang on the
wall and be poked at by folks fingers as they ponder and say things like . . .
. Well what is that meant to be its Rubbish . . . . The public are a fickle and unforgiving bunch
who do have a habit of saying. . . . I could do that. . . .
So today or strictly speaking last night I started
to turn the first of these images into a tangible solid thing. They will be
smallish, I don’t have the resources to create huge pictures, and will actually
be slightly sort of three dimensional. A bit like the cardboard sculpture I
have created on and off for years only flatter, anyway I have a plan and know
exactly what I want these to look like. All I need to do is see if the plan
works with the first picture.
So what this means is time is a bit limited I will
find it impossible to post something on the blog every day as well as move the
office and stay on top of the garden, it is well over half an acre and write
poetry and get an exhibition together for hopefully the end of this year. So if I do vanish for a few days then all is
well; if I vanish for say three weeks then all is not well and I will need to be
rescued from mad Zombies or something of a similar nature.
You can all blame my good friend Mr Charlie but I
have told him he has to be my manager now and do all the organising as I am a temperamental
and grumpy artist. I still am not
sure if this exhibition will happen, but I will give it my best and we will see
how it all pans out, you know what life is like sometimes stuff works and
sometimes stuff does not.
I've been saying for years you should do something with your art work.
ReplyDeleteThey really are top notch, and anyone whos says different is just jealous.
Good luck Rob, I fully expect you to have a post in the near future saying you won't be posting for a week or two as you have shacked up with some arty types in that there London with your sold out art exhibitions!
London is tooo scary Mr H and some of those arty types are away with the fairies. Just look at all those blue folk being photographed the other day. It was only of interest to the press because everyone was naked not because of its artistic merit. I am a producer of small delicate unassuming art that does not shock the masses. OK maybe it might slightly irritate the odd little old lady who paints local landscapes in the style of 1970's Woolworth's prints
DeleteThat sounds like thoroughly eXcitingly good news. Being an artist is reaLLy cool. Well, I am off to my own place to get an order out the door, then off to see if the Dyson vacuum can be repaired. I think the wife ran it too hot too long, and fried it before the thermal shutdown circuitry kicked in, or out, whatever is proper.
ReplyDeleteWe do not have a Dyson we have an LG I think, and about twenty years old still working well even if many parts have sort of fallen off and it looks rather battered.
DeleteBeing an artist is cool but only if you have time, I am a little short of time to be a cool artist, but I will do my best.
I like your bird, it appears to be humming right along, thinking of all its hummingbird relatives, and, "Where is my neXt meal?"
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