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Hints of Spring, and touches of France in my Mum’s garden. Japanese Peony roots added to pots in the Studio garden. The small purple Iris planting in the patio pots. Between the storms, sunrise runs while the full moon shines across the water. My radical haircut making no noticeable difference! Birthday challenge. Co-ordinates to an undisclosed location that had Google Maps flummoxed. Fortunately, the case

Painting of Central Park received a ‘Special Recognition Award’ for Outstanding Art at the 11th Annual International Open Exhibition. Selected from 879 entries. Managed to bruise my bum falling over my feet. Seriously painful. Made for an interesting right-side, left-side dilemma between COVID jab tenderness, bum and my still unhappy shoulder. Terry did a delicious Dog Mom’s, post Covid isolation lunch. Starter: chèvre wrapped

Fly Fisherman Oil on canvas 20cmx30cm I used a light application of translucent Raw Sienna (Winsor&Newton) to add depth to the water, before adding the light ripples to complete the painting. Rillettes de Canard. Delicious. Served with Steenberg MCC, and Pinot Noir. Perfect. Rillettes (Ree-Etts) in which seasoned cooked meat, or fish, is shredded and combined with fat into a soft pate. Served at room temperature, spread

Kite Runner Oil on canvas 60cmx50cm From my Afghanistan Series Pallet knife scraping away the mush of paint, as I wrestle with the portrait on the easel. Slowly evolving out of my incompetence. Shaking hands adding their own complexity to the painting.Kind of heading to the geriatric FKT’s on our usual running and cycling routes. Relieved that limb, or mechanical breakdown, are balanced by the joy

J9 afternoon. Salmon, crunchy Asian salad, fried capers and crustless tomato tart. Fabulous wines, with the Delair Graff Cab Franc Rose in the sunshine, special. Although, the last touch of Raats Cab Franc was deliciousness. My portrait painting. Agonizing. Proportions not working. The idea of the painting. In my head. Bogged down. In detail. Rather than fluid strokes of, perhaps. Different. Endless possibilities.

‘Lotus’ 150cmx200cm Acrylic and recycled plastic water bottle butterflies on canvas 150cmx200cm Drawing inspiration from the Abstract Impressionist painter, Joan Mitchell and the painting I did of Lotus flowers in Hanoi, Vietnam. Joan Mitchell’s work, Abstract Expressionist and Action painters. Rooted in her emotional response to nature through memories, orchestrating her paintings in energy, mood and emotion. Collisions of colour that are exuberant against the natural,

Detail from my painting ‘Fish Market’ Oil on cotton 150cmx50cm Hanging in Mum’s house. The glories of a mature Highveld garden, with trees offering shade from the fierce summer sun. A garden where delicate white Japanese Anemone blossoms sparkle against green and grey foliage. Rumbling thunderstorms, overlying the birdsong of wood hoopoe trying to make a hole in the nesting log. Barbets, red chested woodpeckers, grey

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

‘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