Friday, 25 November 2011

A Painter's lot is a very happy one!

This is what I do when I have a few precious moments to myself. I get so engrossed in my work I forget the time - as I did last night - when I decided I was getting rather tired and thought I'd better stop. On looking at the clock I discovered it was 2.a.m. in the morning - yes - for sure even after a double-take!! I guess it's the equivalent of the writer's flow - only it's artistic flow - because I also get the opposite -artist's block too and the pictures just don't work!!

My paintings flow between Impressionism style (well I like to think it's something akin to anyway!!)- pallet knife and gentle landscapes hence the continual flow of pics with my camera. It's like the traditional artist's notebook only mine is the latest digital version that I attempt to draw inspiration from. Some modern technology is the buis thankfully!!

Now I've finished I have to find something else to paint - lovely :)

A new Day is Dawning

What can I say? More gorgeous English Skies.

Monday, 14 November 2011

Autumn into Winter

As our Country slips into the sleeping seasons, we were privileged to take the dog for a nice evening stroll and again witnessed our countryside moving from Autumn into Winter. It is still very warm for November but the mists are beginning to rise and the sun is setting lower and sooner in our English skies. Some shots from the walk, we are so blessed here to witness the changing seasons every year and I never cease to be bored by them because every year brings new surprises. The dog enjoyed it too!! Enjoy.

Fair Highlights - Loughborough Town

Hi readers, well we braved the fair on a lovely evening - traditionally it's either very cold or very wet for the Loughborough fair - this year it was neither thankfully so it was a fun packed event. I tried out my camera saved a few but deleted even more - the advantage of digital, you can make lots of mistakes and you don't have 100's of unwanted pics cluttering up the loft!!

For those of you unfamiliar with the Loughborough fair, what makes it unique is that it sets up all around the town centre in the market place and surrounding the centre streets in amongst the main shopping thoroughfare. 100's of years ago when it first started this was probably O.K. but now with skyscraper high fairground attractions it makes the fair even more unique. They have to set up in surrounding car parks and side streets to avoid the buildings but that just makes it more interesting and daring should one wish to attempt a ride on the high flying sky attractions which just miss the roof tops and shop fronts by a hair's breadth!! Piccys attached to get some idea, but what a lovely evening was had, despite the grumpy young stall holder who insisted I take no pictures of his chocolate covered apples or his fondue arrangements - goodness knows why - nothing unique about it and I didn't want to anyway - the candyfloss stall was far more appealing and attractive to look at!! His loss 'cos didn't buy anything off

his chocolate stall - misery guts!!

Thursday, 10 November 2011

The Fair's In Town

Well it's the weekend of the annual Loughborough fair. I will practise with my new camera and try to get some of those amazing piccys that we see in all the photo-mags which never seem to turn out quite the same when I try it. Never give up though is my motto, eventually I may get the classic night-time fair lights shot!

This has given me cause to contemplate when I was a growing up. In my local home town in Suffolk there was always a sense of excitement as the fair weekend approached especially as we had been saving up to go for months and months from the pocket money. It always set up on the village green in the next village to my home town. This necessitated a walk in the evening if the weather was fine of some 3 - 4 miles, a bus ride or in my teens a ride on the back of one of the scooters (I was a "Mod" in those days definitely not a "Rocker" a k a motor bike clan!!).

There was something about the fairs then that just seemed so magical which somehow has got sadly lost in today's commercial environment. Then the fair was the best form of entertainment for "the working classes" if you like. With cheap side stalls we could go on and win all sorts of fantastic prizes for as little as anything from a penny to sixpence. To win a goldfish in the little see through drawer-string bag was the best prize ever, usually by getting a ping pong ball in the metal buckets. This was a skill in itself because inevitably the ping pong balls bounced out of the buckets sometimes hitting you back in the face but a laugh nevertheless. Caused a bit of a problem when having to get the goldfish home on the back of the scooter but we managed it and the fish survived - a very long time actually!! Particularly as the passenger was supposed to hold on to the driver with both arms, but we were never caught by the local "Bobby" and even if we had been he would have just clipped our ears and told us not to do it again!! Health and Safety would have had a field day!! Then there was the inevitable coconut shies, with the boyfriends trying to impress their girlfriends by throwing the smallest very battered wooden balls to try to knock the coconut off it's sandy stand into the sawdust below. The smell of candy floss, toffee apples, coconut ice, hot dogs etc., was something else - tickling and teasing the nostrils to the extent that you could no longer resist the temptation and you just had to buy something with the last sixpence (2 and a half p in today's money!!)you had left. We would come away armed with an assortment of toys, not cheap rubbish that we get today, sometimes even kitchen utensils or crockery and we all felt we were the "best in show" for very little outlay.

Then the rides were something else too, again for very little outlay we had the times of our lives with everything from the massive swingboats, pulling on the ropes to go higher and higher and only being slowed down by the fairground attendants who used to "put the brakes on" by stopping us with the most enormous plank of tough but bendy wood which enevitably ground us to a halt, the smell & sound of wood biting on wood a memory never forgotten. The Cake walk where we had to try to walk on moving boards getting from one side of the stand to the other without falling down with the current pop music of the day deafening us whilst we fell in all sorts of ridiculous manners but laughing all the way. Then there was the Waltzers, a new invention then so we had to queue for the rides and the attendants would spin us around and around faster and faster, screams and peals of laughter ringing out. Most of all the dodgems, what a fantastic ride. Bombing around the metal floor, with electric sparks darting out of the bottom of the cars and out through the arials at the top, how fantastic was that and crashing as hard and as fast at possible into your mates or family members usually ending up in a multiple pile up on the dodgem floor with us falling about in hysterical laughter. All sights and sounds never to be forgotten by me but sadly not experienced in quite the same way by my children or grandchildren today, how I wish they had been there then just to see and know how different it was then and oh so much more fun.

Oh please bring back the traditional fairs which are not blighted by health and safety rules, extortionate pricing that now puts them into the realms of only the rich and famous can afford to visit. Why can't we just have fun any more and live a little. Laughter is good for the soul and for us - a medically proven fact - so lets get back to it please!!

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Another perfect morning

More sunrise's but worth the view. Love em!!

Bonfire Treats

We had some very wet days leading up to our Guy Fawkes night on 5th November with the threat of everything being a complete wash out here in the U.K. Mercifully the rain held off long enough for the fireworks celebrations to go ahead. My first effort at taking pics with my new camera of fireworks and bonfires wasn't brilliant so there's room for improvement but have to practice sometime. It's not until tracking the fireworks up in the sky one realises just how fast and high they travel!! Nevertheless after experimenting with different time settings haven't done too bad!! Check out the last image with the child taking a piccy with his mobile - I wonder what Guy Fawkes would have make of that!! Enjoy.