Ryde roofs, work in progress

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Thank you for that Derek - while these are basically typical Isle of Wight town cottages (windows tend to be in some unexpected places, as do floors - you can enter one, raise your eyes to admire the plasterwork or dodge the beams, and suddenly descend a foot or so as the floor abruptly changes level) it doesn't work in a painting - it doesn't look right and you can't expect people to understand the vagaries of our architecture - J B Priestley described the island as Hampshire in miniature, and that applied to our buildings as well as the landscape: I do yearn for big, dramatic hills now and then, but we really don't have many; some, right on the coast's edge, and in the South East part, but we have a lot of the gentle, rolling stuff, too. Anyway! I have modified the tree somewhat, which didn't look quite right to me either, and rationalized the fenestration, shall we say. I promise myself faithfully that I'm never going to paint this small again, or at least not to try squeezing small details into such a small space. I've also promised myself to visit the optician again and get my varifocals checked. Eight by ten inches? You mad fool, you......
Look forward to the finished piece Robert Fancy sketching day early July?, we'll be in Newchurch over the weekend 1st/3rd then touring for a week in the caravan
Newchurch - you can't get there from 'ere...... (Directions regularly given to tourists, and containing a smidgen of truth.) Well if you happen to be in the region of Niton Undercliff, look in - although you'll be shocked, shocked I tell you, by the conditions in which I live. Some may think I live the life of a civilized retired gent in my apartment in a country house: little do they know that the house is perched on a landslip, half of it has had to be demolished, and that I inhabit the old kitchen in a tumbledown state even Dickens would have struggled to describe, such is its squalor. But I do make a nice cup of coffee - people have actually lived afterwards, having consumed it! Contact us (that's me: I live in lonely state) nearer the time if you happen to be free. You never know, the sun may be shining by then, sufficiently warming my muscles so that I can embark on a late Spring-clean, washing off the congealed fat from the floor, the accretion of cigar-smoke from the walls, and perhaps - though you'll appreciate, I can promise nothing! - I might even have found the vacuum cleaner.
this sounds like the romantic notion of a poor artist in his garret ,lets hope his new painting in progress sells .Poor struggling artist lets hope he doesn't cut off his ear
Oh dear maybe not then LOL but thanks. OK we'll see.
I won't cut off my ear, but they might cut off my electricity. Cue violins.
as long as they don't cut off your absinthe!
Absinthe - it makes the heart grow fonder, you know. This damn' painting, by the way - I've finished it, I think, but I can't take a proper photo of it in my (dark and crepuscular) flat, and can't take it outside in the light, because it's blowing a gale out there again. I don't think this sort of picture is my métier at all - I keep wanting to add fine detail, with tiny brushes, but then I'd end up with a style I don't even like! And anyway, my photo and sketch references don't give me the information I'd need .... and I'm going cross-eyed: I think my eyesight has changed a bit, and it's time for my bi-annual optician's visit.... I lay a brush-stroke down, and it's about a millimetre away from where I wanted to put it. Still - does yer good to try things you think you can't do, even if they do go and prove that actually, you were right - you can't! It does look too much like Trumpton and too little like Ryde, so I'm going to change the title to 'town roofs', or something.... I keep expecting to see Windy Miller wandering down the street; or was that Camberwick Green?
Robert too much absinthe?or should have gone to specsavers
Actually Windy Miller lives at Colley's Mill, which is just outside Camberwick Green so it's probably not him. Following on from Sylvia's reference it could be wombats - they produce what are called poo squares (one of the few facts I remember from a pub quiz - thought I'd impart this useful bit of knowledge to fellow POO - er sorry - POL addicts) so you could pop on your best deer stalker and look out for some rather unusual brickwork.
Robert we are again waiting in anticipation to see the end result,I feel the same agonizing and raw emotions you have gone through to achieve yet another fine piece I'm sure. this work in progress is having the same traumatic effect on me I feel a bag of nerves waiting to see it.
Robert please take a photo with flash I can't stand this tension hurry before I cut off my ear (the wife cut the other one off)
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