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Forest Walk Oil on canvas 120cmx90cm Circles-in-the-Forest walk. The perfect antidote to hospital. The hum, slither and manipulation of electronics that turn the body into a series of dark and light. Abstract tracts of wood worm on an ancient tree, leasing to the vault of blue. A touch of rain, magical. The world asleep under its grey blanket, lulled by the waves breaking on the beach.

Sad to hear that one of our characters in town has passed away. Joseph ‘Jazz’ Booysen was an amazing subject for my award winning portrait painting. Chilly. Well, cold! For us. 6 degrees! Dog, walk around Leisure Island. Windless, silence, that touch of mist over the low-lying grasslands. Sorting the crate for packing the paintings accepted for two exhibitions. My recycled plastic water bottle butterfly

Last of the 800 recycled plastic water bottle butterflies cut out and painted for the large ‘Lotus’ painting. A few concerns about the muddle of what butterfly goes where, amongst the 32 rows and 25 butterflies in each row. Underpainting of the canvas started. Testing greenish, grayish, blueish sections to see if any work better than white. Fabulous time on Buffs beach at sundown

‘Lotus’ Acrylic and recycled water bottle butterflies on canvas 50cmx60cm. A study for a larger work with a softer approach to the saltbush mark-making on the recycled plastic water bottle butterflies. A more restful composition that uses the translucence of the plastic to better effect. Joan Mitchell’s influence in the colourful, compositional rhythms and vivid emotion that takes inspiration from the lotus flowers of

White on White 100cmx100cm Acrylic and recycled plastic water bottle butterflies on canvas First attempt at sticking the recycled plastic water bottle butterflies to the canvas a failure. At least, neither the canvas or the butterflies were damaged. Worked out a system to keep them in straight lines using a wood strip secured with clamps as a guide. Finding gaps in the mark making butterflies amongst

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

The painting of the Cheetah Cubs at that point, where, that touch of magic. If. I’m brave enough. To let it happen. Disaster avoided, as howling winds tossed the shopping bag, containing eggs, as I tried - unsuccessful - to navigate a walk between storm squalls. Wet. Bedraggled. The Forest a jumble of fallen trees. Ancient yellow-wood tree standing tall amongst the carnage. The

‘Cheetah Cubs‘ Acrylic on canvas 70cmx70cm An unusual mix of Naples Green Yellow, Yellow Ocher, And Raw Sienna for the fur. With a touch of Magenta for the ‘dirty’ spots. A continuous process of rubbing out detail, except for the one eye, giving the composition focus. Now for the larger canvas! Strange to have the Studio open again. The revamped website operational. Responsive. Clean. Functional. With

Small commissioned painting of a zebra and start made on the portrait of ’The Fisherman’. A painting to replace one of my paintings lost in a house fire. The zebra still resembling a cart-horse, with none of the ’lightness’ I'm striving to attain. The rich grey, turning everything to a flat mush. Happier with the proportions of the head. Something, at least! A tad

Beach walk at Sedgefield before a quick stop at the market for blue skies organic salt. Studio busy with holiday tourists and the canvas for the Etosha commission on the easel. An underpainting of two blue-grey mixtures. Ultramarine Blue and Burnt Umber, as well as Cobalt Blue and Burnt Sienna. Dashes of Cerulean Blue adding depth. Fabulous dinner. J9. Chef Coreta. Amuse-bouche of Chev, melon,