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What a fantastic day the Royal British Legion Roadshow turned out to be, meeting friends, old and new establishing contact with a local artist who was busily trawling for work as a portraitist.

With only 15 children throughout the day I was far from overstretched, fortunately blessed with attentive parents each with this natural talent that parents have of disallowing their children to make a mess with paints!!! How some children are prevented from being fully creative simply by having to be clean and tidy, how much responsibility to parents have for instilling self doubt or even unknown ability by making sure that they paint ' only inside the lines', how many artists become a victim of life, of ego of depression and lifelong sadness through unexplored creativity, perhaps there should be art therapy for parents, or politicians, accountants and bank managers even!!!

It is true that which was said, by whom I am not sure (answers on a postcard please) that we spend half our life time unlearning to paint like a child and the other half trying to recoup the lost freedom, or something like that.

One of my favourite exhibitions was the, now defunct, annual childs eye exhibition, with over 500 images all by children in the 5 year old age range.  What a fantastic array of colour of diverse mixes and abstraction, true art from the heart, it was sad day when that exhibition had its venue taken away in preference for monetary gain, perhaps I might one day have to opportunity to remedy this travesty.

All in all, the week continues well with my people series continuing to grow, now falling into the bracket of the short lived arts movement of the 50s and 60’s known as contemporary social realism (thankyou Peter Wallis for the description) which, at the time depicted the common working class struggles in society, washer women, the poor and downtrodden, the menfolk in the pubs following a hard days graft.

Unsurprising to me the general demeanour of folk continues to have the batterings of life imprinted in their faces while they go about the jobs that many claim to dislike however, during my constant and never ending interest in people watching ( there is a link to many of these fotos on the right of this blog) I have found a mix of tragedy, humour and life that continues unnoticed by many but nonetheless makes for an interesting social study in paint, I will get some of these painted images on line as soon as my current problem of being camera free is resolved.

Until then, onwards, so please have a day as nice as mine continue and remember, be happy for unhappy people never recognise, let alone attain, their dream.

 

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