I'm over here...
Wednesday, 19 October 2011
Cobalt blue skies, the pumpkins are too big to lift up, guitar starts on Friday...
Thursday, 13 October 2011
Sunday, 9 October 2011
Saturday, 27 August 2011
There's a button in the filter gallery (Photoshop) which says "displace" and like the bottle in Alice through the looking glass (do not drink me) I click on displace from time to time just to see what it does...so the above background is a fractal I displaced twice, ha, ha, with a drawing on top. The knight is sleeping...and, being a nitpicker...I think...what kind of knight would go to sleep with his helmet on? So, in this drawing this is a knight that drank some tea made out of some Datura Stramonium leaves because he thought it was a particularly lovely lily...but it wasn't...so he immediately fell into a coma...which is why he has still has his headgear on.
It's only taken me six years to figure out (from reading guitar forums) that the reason for wonky hip is probably due to using a footrest...so I have ordered a guitar support from this useful place where I also got the guitalele.
Thursday, 25 August 2011
However, after an hour listening to the guitarist below I have reduced heartbeat to around the pulse of a small race horse and discovered some nifty effects in Photoshop.
Two (chestnut polished) Russians outside invisible wife's gate yesterday as I was shlepping back from the rubbish run. The rubbish bins have turned into some giant biological process due to excessive temperatures. If there's a big bang and a new world comes into being don't say I didn't warn you.
Tuesday, 23 August 2011
The invisible wife has a new fellow. A lean, mean fighting- machine with a bullet-like head, and a handlebar moustache. For some extraordinary reason he has recently rebuilt her garden wall to dizzying heights and adorned the gatepost with a large plaster lion (white). I like to think I am vaguely observant but to my astonishment I suddenly see that there are four more plaster lions guarding two of the houses on the other side of the street. I have never noticed them before. Why not? These lions would be knee height if they descended from their columns.
But it still leaves me with the problem of what has happened to Henry, husband of invisible wife? He was here a few weeks ago.
The heatwave continues.
Sunday, 21 August 2011
Shuffle, plod, splash, shuffle, plod , too hot now to venture outside until eight this evening. Tried a bit of cycling, drawing, playing, but am losing the battle and listening to the afternoon play which is infuriatingly like an Agatha Christie story. "If I were capable of killing her I would have done it there and then."
The above coloured in with Corel Painter 4.
I just noticed this morning that the local Halal butcher shop is called "La Paz".
Saturday, 20 August 2011
Friday, 19 August 2011
Here is a clip to remind one it is better to see the funny side of things sometimes. Click the film about the man in the bath...
Thursday, 18 August 2011
Sleepwalking at a new time high. I'm still turning into a lizard but now armed with tubes of chemicals to fight the demons.
The town is breathing a sigh of relief that the end of summer madness is within sight.
The above done in Manga studio. There's probably fourteen copies of it by now....
Sunday, 14 August 2011
I am well aware that I start many things and never finish them so I am trying to alter my brain patterns before I run out of time. Severe lunar activity is prompting me to actually try and put together a book of cartoons and self-publish like the rest of the world on Lulu or wherever.
I urge you to listen to the music below. I cannot understand why the whole world doesn't know of this composer. Managed to buy two tracks from iTunes...and a remarkable app...that names all the stars in the sky, plus drawings of constellations, plus satellites...and, and, and...but I love any kind of gadgets. In September I will be plodding through starlit fields and going...hey....wha....look.....wow....
Oh, and does anybody know of any computer software that can record guitar playing and turn it into sheet music?...I guess not yet.
Saturday, 13 August 2011
Friday, 12 August 2011
New musical act in town on the beach. Three guitarists, two chattering dancers who avidly rolled their own cigarettes next to me as they waited their turn. Giant moon over a silver sea. Very excited small people in the audience who couldn't help but fling armfuls of sand onto the portable dance floor. So much so that one of the dancers stomped off and returned with a broom, thus ensuring clouds of sand floated up into the air and back down onto the heads of excited small people.
Very, very small, sleep-deprived child gently removed from falling onto portable spotlight. Many more small children playing tug-of -war with the cables round the back of portable dance floor.
Sleep-deprived mother found somewhere over by the bar.
And, as it happens, one of the dancers has a cousin in the province of Soria not a million miles away from the magic village...and...as it happens, both dancers are renting a house in this very street...which makes the street a lot more interesting than it was yesterday.
Thursday, 11 August 2011
Wednesday, 10 August 2011
I don't see dead people...I see these guys...mostly harmless...but you never know. I would like to let them loose on the streets of London to encourage them to chase the hooded, stickfigures. How can those not yet grown assles cause such damage?
The Scots remain hidden in the glens.
Monday, 8 August 2011
It is far too hot to do anything at all outside so here I am immersed in Photoshop and Manga studio. I am turning into a lizard so next week go to the big city to see a dermatologist. I don't even sunbathe, what a swizz.
Tomatoes, figs, grapes, raspberries ripening. Small birds lining up for free breakfasts.
Sunday, 7 August 2011
The street is unearthly quiet. Not a squeak from Henry next door since he came back. The invisible wife now has a very smart racing bike. Apart from that, I know nothing.
Saturday, 6 August 2011
Friday, 5 August 2011
Wednesday, 3 August 2011
And to find a new waiter in the village. The only gay in the village at that...of which he is very proud.
The villagers are all serious millionaires now having won "El Gordo" in the not distant past. They are modest. An old pal had bought himself a brand new Safari jacket and he and his wife still live in the same tiny house when she worked as a sheperdess. But his son now has a brand new, impressive restaurant.
But the secret paths down the hillside to the Roman fountains still exist.
This village has been at the centre of all major events in my life.
Tuesday, 2 August 2011
Sunday, 10 July 2011
Saturday, 9 July 2011
Friday, 8 July 2011
Wednesday, 6 July 2011
Tuesday, 5 July 2011
The above is done in Ultrafractal 4.0 and Photoshop.
And if you need to cool down this will probably help.
Monday, 4 July 2011
Sunday, 3 July 2011
Thunder and lightning all night, and me dreaming of walking through Culross, barefoot in the snow, in the middle of the night looking for my house. I have read that houses symbolise the state of one's mind. I dream about houses a lot. They are always 1). Without a roof. 2). Are empty 3). I can't find one. Oh dear...
Saturday, 2 July 2011
Friday, 1 July 2011
Thursday, 30 June 2011
Wednesday, 29 June 2011
There is much, much housework that needs doing but I remain in much, much not doing anything mode...BUT! I have ONE fingernail on the right hand that I have honed to perfect form and smoothness. The thumb is finally growing. I haven't had a decent set of nails in ages. No, it's not a Barbie thing.
Tuesday, 28 June 2011
Monday, 27 June 2011
The above done in Manga Studio. I didn't know you could change the colour of the pattern pen.
Even Henry has shut his shutters against the searing heat. Same here.
Sunday, 26 June 2011
Big batch of vichysoisse in the fridge.
Saturday, 25 June 2011
Anyway, who was it that mentioned "Cesare Vecellio's Habiti Antichi et Moderni...The clothing of the renaissance world" on their blog? Was it someone from http://www.lastwordonnothing.com/
because I have to say a BIG thank you. I bought this book and love it to bits. It is stuffed full of clothing detail and I only have to glance at a page for a character to fall out the wacom tablet.
Friday, 24 June 2011
There is a new hamburger and ice cream shop opening on the other side of the main drag. Air conditioning, glass terrace overlooking the sea. They will make a fortune.
New Chinese shop over by the health centre. How many Chinese shops can there be in one small town?
It is San Juan. It is birthday of my one and only offspring. The sky is full of fireworks. It is daytime. It is a Catalan thing.
Wednesday, 22 June 2011
I reckon the shouting will start around six this evening. I'll keep you posted.
Tuesday, 21 June 2011
These are a few of the people who live on my street. Actually, that is so totally not true. What is it anyway? Is it full moon or something? Did the above in Photoshop yesterday with a new brush I invented.....excuse me while I open the front door...I'm completely spooked this morning...feels like there is a poltergeist in the house...or it did, until I realised the headphones had fallen on the floor and that's where the tinny drumbeat was coming from.....
Slinks off stage left.
Monday, 20 June 2011
Sunday, 19 June 2011
It's all happening here....erm...I'm really, really, really, really bored and I've been really really bored since seven this morning but not bored while I was drawing this so I may have to do another one...oh and it's only one o' clock so not even time to have a bowl of fish chowder that I made when I was really bored about an hour ago.