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The Old Yew And Rhubarb Crumble

1 Aug

6 Cwmdonkin

Husb and I are still following our lockdown exercise routine most days, even though the restrictions are much more easy going now. It’s a good system that’s kept us going for the past four months so we might as well keep it up. I stopped to do a charcoal sketch into my Khadi sketchbook of this formidable old yew tree in Cwmdonkin Park. It’s gnarled and twisted and the shapes writhing all over, in and out of it, trigger the imagination. If you click on the link, you’ll find information about the childhood of the poet Dylan Thomas’ in the park.

rhubarb crumble 2

I also made a rhubarb crumble – our back garden is a rhubarb jungle – it’s been fantastic this year but I’m running out of ideas for using it up. Luckily it’s popular in my family. I didn’t get to take a photo of it before my nephew got his share – he’s a strapping lad and a massive crumble fan. Husb will see the rest off.

 

Funny Old Day With Plums

30 Jul

plum tarte tatin small

It’s been a funny old day. Quite busy with work, then sorting out my vegetable plants, redesigning my computer station so that I can work standing up, Tai Chi followed by a cold shower with a nod to Wim Hof, the car died and got towed away for scrap, my first reflexology treatment for four months, discovered an unconscious man slumped in a doorway, argument with the woman from emergency services because I wouldn’t touch him – no PPE and it’s a pandemic, he was breathing, no blood, no signs of broken bones, just unconscious – ย waited until the ambulance came with staff maxed out on PPE, got a Chinese takeaway.

Then I made this plum tarte tatin. And Husb and I ate it. The plums are from my own little tree in a pot in the garden. The plum fruit moths had them earlier in the season, but I waited for them to leave and apart from a bit of a blemish on the skins, they were fine. I don’t mind sharing. The fruit tasted delicious.

Finished Faking, More Baking

19 Jul

Hockney 3

I finished faking Friday’s faux Hockney, that’s about 4 hours in all. I’m not a painter, I much prefer drawing and printmaking. If I’m honest, to me, painting is like colouring in. I know painters will be outraged, but once I’ve done the drawing, that’s the creative bit over for me. But, doing these weekly paintings has been good practice and kept me occupied through the pandemic.

 

I also made a couple of rhubarb crumbles. I’m taking the big crumble to family for their tea and the smaller one is for Husb. He takes no prisoners when it comes to crumble.

rhubarb crumble

The rhubarb in the garden is HUGE! It’s like a rhubarb jungle out there.

rhubarb

 

Why not join in with Ed Sumner’s Cheese and Wine Painting Club on Friday lunchtimes. It’s free or a donation if you can afford it. Next week is Turner’s The Fighting Temeraire.

 

 

 

 

 

Still Faking, Finished Baking

18 Jul

Hockney 2

I carried on with the painting I started yesterday, a fake of David Hockney’s “Going Up Garroway Hill” that was the subject of Ed Sumner’s Friday lunchtime Cheese and Wine Painting Club on Facebook. It’s been good discipline for me to do this weekly challenge throughout the pandemic. It’s been really great the amount of things that have sprung up across the world during lockdown. Painting isn’t something I normally do much of so it’s been useful to learn and improve my techniques and also studying famous painters and analysing how they do their work. There’s probably another hour or two before it’s finished – although I could keep on refining it all week, but I won’t.

madeira

And today I baked a classic Madeira cake. I read many years ago that the mark of a good Madeira is a crack across the top. It has that, so I’m pleased. I’m baking for a family funeral on Monday, so won’t get a chance to taste it until then.

Half Faked And Half Baked

17 Jul

half done

It’s faking Friday again and the subject of this week’s painting session with the Cheese and Wine Painting Club over on Facebook was David Hockney’s “Going Up Garrowby Hill”. I’m about halfway through, I’ve got an hour or two left to work on it, there’s a lot of patterning. I’m using Liquitex heavy body acrylics.

chelsea buns unbaked

And then I did some baking …. these Chelsea Buns are halfway there, just need baking off now.

Next week at The Cheese and Wine Painting Club, we’re doing Turner’s “The Fighting Temeraire”. It’s free or a donation if you can afford to. It’s family friendly and suitable for beginners.

 

 

Collage And Crumble

11 Jul

collage 1

Earlier this week when I was thinking about white ravens, I thought I’d maybe try and develop some imagery using collage. So I rooted around in my plans chest and found some vintage papers and printmaking rejects that I had randomly coloured with oil and soft pastels. They’re a good starting point.

rhubarb crumble

And I made rhubarb crumble, There’s tons growing in the garden. I’ve made rhubarb chutney, rhubarb gin and I bottled some in syrup. Oh and a bottle of rhubarb cordial – or laxative as I accurately call it.

Four Chelsea Buns, Two Small Loaves And A Quick Scribble

29 Jun

1 St James

I went out earlier for my sanctioned exercise and as it was looking like rain and very windy, just strolled to a small public mews garden, probably Victorian. It has quite a formal arrangement of lawns and paths but there’s a tangle of very mature trees around the edge. I did a quick sketch with willow charcoal into my Khadi sketchbook, then headed back before it rained. Then I made two small loaves and some Chelsea Buns.

Loaves and buns

There’s a hot spot in my oven, it’s annoying. I have to cover my baking with foil part of the way through the cooking time and I didn’t get to it quickly enough today. Tasted good though.

Baps, Blocks And Book

20 Jun

grow group

Had a bit of a spurt with block cutting today, I carved until my shoulder started hurting. As I age I am more and more aware of the physicality of making art and the need to keep healthy and exercise, especially my arms, hands, shoulders, neck and back. Well that’s most of me I guess ๐Ÿ˜€

baps

I did some more baking, bread dough, and made half a dozen baps and a pizza, which was a damn fine pizza even if I say so myself. It’s not really practical to go to the shop every day for bread and I’m getting right into making my own from scratch – whoever invented instant yeast deserves a medal.

Colour

And I read and made notes from one of my favourite books by Victoria Finlay, “Colour, Travels Through The Paintbox”. Husb and I are going to start a podcast, an arty one, but also one that’s not highbrow and this is what I’m hoping to base the first few on. We’re planning to go live with it sometime in the next week …. I’ll let you know ๐Ÿ˜€

 

 

Carving Blocks And Charcoal At The Castle

15 Jun

Lockcook 1

Today was pretty productive. I inked, traced and transferred seven texts onto little lino blocks and cut two of them. These are part of my series of words and phrases I’ve written down through the course of the Covid19 pandemic, from the first day of lockdown. Eventually, I’ll be printing them onto home-made cotton masks.

Lockcook 2

It was really hot and dry so Husb and I waited until early evening before we went down to our allotment. I did a quick sketch before we left the site, of Oystermouth Castle and it’s grounds using Winsor & Newton willow charcoal into a Khadi sketchbook.

4 oystermouth

I like working across two pages, especially with square sketchbooks. I take a can of fixative with me when I draw with charcoal, it’s manky and the drawing would smudge badly without being fixed.

 

 

‘Only’ The Cat

8 Jun

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I try to do a drawing every day, even if it’s only the cat (she doesn’t like me describing her as ‘only’ the cat). It’s important to practice every day, sketching is like a singer practising their scales. And to be honest, after the very difficult weekend half the world has had, it’s nice to just sit and draw a cat. It might not last.

And I made more sesame seed baps….

baps

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