Oil on canvas 76cmx104cm
Indian Yellow and Alizarin Crimson, rather than the Madder Red I used in the initial painting of the ’Fisherman’, has given it an unintended ’fiery’ glow. Somewhat poetical, given that the first painting was destroyed in a fire? Mixing the Alizarin Crimson with Burnt Umber changed the tone, creating a much more powerful portrait, and closer to what I was looking for.
The composition fits, roughly, within the Fabonacci Spiral of the hood, the eyes as the focal point, depending on whether the spiral is drawn vertically or horizontally. The calmness of the ocean, within which, the fisherman exists.
Le Marquis by Cathy and Rémy didn’t disappoint. Superb food and incredible value for a fine-dining experience. I could have shared, reluctantly, my terrine that did have a tad too much onion for my liking. Fortunately, salmon tarter and scallops starters ensure I was left alone to enjoy the terrine. Rémy worked his magic with the hunk of côté de bœuf and the seared Norwegian salmon was fabulous. Bits of magic sprinkled between courses, teased taste buds and added to the visual feast.
Sand between my toes. Beach walk at Brenton on a stunning day.
‘Sick-day rules’ for managing my diabetes that stubbornly remain high. Not the most pleasant way to go through the day. An indication of how much stress the body is under in fighting something as silly as a cold?
Recycled Nespresso cardboard for the sculpture of a rhino bust. The glue gun working it’s magic to keep the various bits in place, with only the odd burnt finger. I did find the ’cordless’ option a tad useless as it cooled down too quickly. Perhaps it would have worked better if I had all the bits initially cut, instead of making it up as I went along.