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Tuesday, 2 March 2010
The tea drinker.
Very rarely do I accept portrait commissions. The above was an exception. The woman was the wife of a very good friend in Shropshire; she was pure Scouse, and had an exceptionally strong personality. She also had the type of features that usually make for an interesting picture. The drawing above was the very first preparatory sketch, and she proved to be a most difficult sitter.
In later drawings the mug became a Willow Patterned cup and saucer, and her hands became covered in white stitched gloves. I delivered the finished job after about four months.
My friend loved the painting; his wife didn't. It wasn't how she saw herself, although she liked it as a picture of 'someone else'. In my defence, I should add that the finished job was a very close likeness of her. I'd used a palette that was particularly rich, in dark greens, umbers, ochres, and reds. Rather Florentine/Pre-Raphaelite.
The painting was given top-spot in their drawing room, and (forgive my arrogance) was much admired by their visitors.
Two years later the painting was stolen, the above is all that's left. If anyone has any info', do let me know.
Killing Me Softly
As usual I’m sat at a table with my coffee.
For me, this is Sitges’ best time of day.
*La Santa Maria Hotel *has changed hands since we were all last yea...
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The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone (except the obdurate and dictatorial) is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 50 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away; we also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!