‘White-on-White’, or perhaps I should be calling it the ‘Absence of Colour’?. The addition of acrylic Matt medium to the white paint, creating the contrast between the Agnes Martin inspired bands. My eyes feeling like I’m in a snow-storm, white-out! Graphite lines, a guide. Infuriating in the smudges of grey in the increasingly annal fixation with line and purity. The flex in the canvas,
Star Jasmin ball with recycled water bottle butterflies Recycled plastic water bottle butterflies in the jasmin-ball pot coming into spring leaf. The next mobile test progressing with a brass backbone. Epoxy to hold the butterflies, a slow Responsible for integrated health HIV/AIDS and TB humanitarian programs In Botswana and Tanzania, I painted the start of the Serengeti migration. My painting, the backdrop for the
Thrilled that my commissioned portrait ‘Deurmekaar Weskus’ has been selected for the 6th International Faces and Figures Exhibition, from 601 entries. The sides of the portrait sorted. Load shedding darkness. Milky Way striking. Firefly, fishing boats out on the estuary. Perfect, pork-belly on the Kamado Jan. MTB ride through Gouna Pass to the Italian church. Mist tendrils amongst the Forest, carrying secrets of
‘Palette Leftovers’ sold and in its new home. Vibrant swirls of colour that entice and fascinate. Storms tearing through. Unsettled nights. Huge moon. Chaotic winds. The Forest beautiful at first light, and Running with the sunrise, noticeably earlier. The commissioned portrait, ‘Deurmekaar Weskus’, mostly sorted. A few Issues to clean up. A tad darker in spots, and grey-white smears needing touching up, once the paint
Terry’s terrine de campagne, cold-smoked salmon, green salad with pine-nuts, sweated peppers, tartiflette, pork rashers and boerie the tapas-style birthday dinner. The Fairview Carignan and Tannât were perfect pairings. The Palatinus, outstanding! Salmon, grapefruit, avo, radish and creme fresh The ‘black’ in my portrait ‘Wild Thing’ a mix of Lefranc Burnt Umber and Windser and Newton French Ultramarine. Searching for the essence, within the facial
At night Recycled plastic water bottle butterfly garden stake, not quite the ‘glow-in-the-dark‘ I was hoping for. However, I have sorted the various paint layers to still give a shimmering finish to the butterflies. The mural will take 100 butterflies per square meter, and the mix of small and large ones may need a bit of juggling. With 7 cut out of each bottle,
Two of the small cheetah paintings handed over to their new homes, and another one finished. My shoulder trashed. Seven passes ride, the section to the bike-park and back. Stunning through the Forest. Or the bits I could see through sweat stained glasses. Core muscles strained over the corrugated trail. Which, the storm and howling winds, danced over. Still, an opportunity to try another of
‘Brothers’ Acrylic on canvas 150cmx150cm Suddenly. It’s done. Gentle. Powerful. Alive. Ear of the cheetah cub needed sorting. Fortunately, it’s a matter of painting it out and starting again. A tad too much detail, for my concept of sketching, while on safari? Turquoise and Pink around the eye, the sparkle. For now, my stressed calf seems to have settled. While, unbelievably chilly for this part of the
Painting demonstration, streamed live, a fantastic opportunity to be part of the Virtual Knysna Oyster Festival, with an estimated audience of 450,000 on various social media platforms. The cheetah cubs painting coming alive during the process of smearing paint about. 100 days of lock-down, 10km run. Probably not the cleverest idea to head out on Knysna Forest Marathon day. Even if I kept to
Thrilled that my painting ‘Kids in the rain’, is heading to its new home in Sweden Simona. Legs pounded. Calf muscle screaming. That decent, which has us searching for help when cycling up its slopes. Reconnaissance of the last 13km of the Knysna Oyster half marathon run, with the fabulous Forest section. Last few glitches sorted for the live streaming test for the studio