My Song.

The supernatural vines of inspiration Are climbing everywhere. Their buds proclaim, “There is a change in the air!”

Feed the Birds.

FEED THE BIRDS. Early morning risers, Some wet to the bone, Snatching sleep Huddling on cold stone.   Not much rest after a night of rain, Shelter is scarce. Trees drenched, Big rain drops, Those that make the feathers flop!   Ahhh! A ray of sunshine, Breaking through the cold, purple dawn. Those still wet...

A sequence of Covid19 Art.

What started off as a fairly good year, filled with positive thoughts in fact turned into a nightmare for people all over the world. In South Africa, the virus took a while to reach our shores, but the inevitable happened. It seems that most countries have reached their peak, but in SA it is said...

The same painting, but two different results.

I enjoy experimenting with art. Above and beneath you can two entirely different results of the same scene. The first painting (above) is created using organic material and paint.  I loved the result of this, however, it did pose a problem when the organic matter decayed, so I removed the leaves, which left an interesting...