lifes journey

Owner wrote: 240209 A lot of my problems in life stem from the simple fact that, “I have just seen too much”; my problems in life are not the average sort of normal problems that people experience day in and day out, but of a nature that affects not only my creative side but also my ability to understand why change for something better is not the constant and entirely selfless search that is for self!   What brings me to now ponder upon such thoughts?   This evening I sat quietly absorbed in the roves above the shops, sketchbook, pen and mind fully engrossed in what I was drawing that my personal security issues just were not there, until I suddenly realised that a hand was right in front of my face with a 50 piece between finger and thumb.   With a laugh and a shaking of his hand I had to inform him that I wasn’t busking merely an artist, his insistence that I had earned it came from his heart as he explained that he passed many a busk...

Absolute Disaster today as my trusted little camera found its way to the cupboard where it now sits with its predecessors, the disaster not so much being the premature ageing of the camera but the experience of being unable to replace it with a camera of comparable quality. Where other cameras have slowly failed I have had spare cash to replace it however such is the economic crisis that we all find ourselves in I am forced to live, camera free. It is said that every crisis is enlitenment, taking this in hand my initial thoughts were of panic on seeing things that I wanted to photograph and being unable to, soon enough however I started to realise that I had become so reliant upon the camera that I had actually stopped looking at things properly, even my sketchbook was spending more time in the rucksack than out. by 9.30 this evening I found myself sitting on the pavement drawing a water collection drain that sat between two gutters, seeing every detail and finding amusement, joy, even...

Now that the business of life, barring a few residual bits and pieces, is over I am so glad to put my arty head back on, life is tiring, ney, exhausting, it is no wonder that the world seems to be running around like the proverbial 'headless chicken'. So much so have I put the business head away in its little box somewhere in the recesses of my brain that to try and pay my bills on line is proving such a frustrating task, spending, no wasting over 40 minutes going from page to page trying to find the make payment tab, all to no avail, I shant worry now, they well send a red bill in a couple of days and I shall try once again to sort it out. Meanwhile, back to the arty head, my 6 pieces started last week without too much headway, now totals seven having picked up a commission last week. Yesterday saw another visitor to the studio, a chap called Mark, his visit to the studio was due to his trying to show his sons, where he used to live 20 years ago, as it turned out his old dor...

No pictures with this blog, trying to keep the next ones a little close to my chest so, some mental thoughts toward the future. With Emma from McMillans Consultancy in Newcastle now looking after some of the affairs on the Business and Baltic side of life it gives me more time and opportunity, notwithstanding a freeing up of the brain, to work on my own paintwork and that for the next exhibition, a lucky breeze blew me into contact with someone who has exhibition space available, although it is one of the local art bars for an exhibition I am fortunate to have it as an ad hoc venue, that is, as and when I have a body of new work to show I want to keep that venue for the start of Emmas Time Line plan for the 5 years leading to 2014. I have the painful and daunting task now of searching out an accountant, finding one is easy but finding one who shares similar ethics and practice as I and Emma, they are never easy people to deal with particularly when one doesn't speak money language...