I havnt touched my ipad art app , except once shortly after looking at my paintings up there in the big Norwich room, when  i returned to wells beach through the woods , as a comfort to check out the place where the angel sat .

 I'm finishing an oil painting ,3and a halve ft. x 2 and a halve ft. It's called :the earth . The earth though is very full .I'm loving the  paint and how i can use it layer upon layer , or not and how it leads me to understand things .
 But too i'm impatient to return to paper and the vitality of one decisive mark , and then another , and then too there's words that can make their mark (though that can happen in oil paintings too, i prefer paper ).
Also between those 2 ways of creating i'd love to animate some of my images , my son Becalelis inspires me with his animations . long ago when he was at the royal college i went into their animation studio and did a bird , i loved it and now wish i'd done far more .Today - mothers day he sent me an animation of my french angel going through my water colour , its rough and quick and i love it .
This writing is absurd when really I'm living in images , but computers too have their ways and im slow to resolve them .
Plenty more space ahead , for pictures to be "inserted" thank God .
 

I did this  right by the river  'Dordogne' in france 20 years ago. Then found it again when i was moving my studio.I did a bit more to it ,and realised how moved  am by it .

At last ,with time, i can admire it , thats a new sensation .

 Now its up in a fine big room in Norwich,  and , i'm happy that its being looked at .

Years ago i had a show in london with 16 huge water colours , related to this one but this one wasn't up, and it was a painful show , though the work its self  looked alive and fine i thought .

The best part of showing my paintings this time has been seeing 2 of my huge watercolours up in a large quiet room  in the assembly house . At home i dont have that sort of room , or that sense of visiting quietness to just look .
And the little ones were lined up against the skirting board , and they reminded me of my sons starting at primary school . Even as paintings they remained alive and  done , and apparently done by me .
It's worth the turmoil i put myself in for these moments .

The tide going out at wells.

in the distance little dunlins are twirling over the wet sand.

 This is one of my bigger oils that will go to norwich. i find this is the hardest bit of being a painter , organising , carrying , photographing , and all the time keeping a slight distance from the done work . in my head i have an image of 2 men in brown overalls coming in to collect some famous persons  finished master piece, and of course it would be exquisitely wrapped . Its as if the painting is a mental patient , and the artist a delicate parent .

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I think its new my feeling attached to my paintings,

today some of them went  to Norwich in a van .

I've been returning to the same place near wells beach, 

and doing a series of small oils , 12x10 inches, and  only occasionally using my ipad ,

 and then i was looking, longingly  at a huge water colour 4x5ft

 this is just a corner of it , showing a french underground angel.

Next month they will be together as some of my work will be assembled in the  'Assembly House' in norwich,

in the Noverre gallery. 

In the priory the faces have been hacked off the wooden pews , so as a comfort  i've given this lady ,- that Neddy was sitting next to - her head back . Also i put a goldfinch in her hand .

I'm using oil paints at the moment , but missing my ipad opportunities when im out walking , so today i took it with me . it gets oddly heavy when im out , and it was cold and windy . sitting in the same place i often go ,the ipad seemed a bit meek and i kept on trying to put  paint  into it

, in fact im sure i saw some naples yellow on my finger tips .