After a wet start and a cup of tea, the sun was enticed out to join us making shelters and practising our knots.
The beach at Old Colwyn at sundown, where our gentle dog had a personality transplant into an excited mutt.
A Grand Waterfall
Lots of light reflection of the surface of the water.
Where I Walk Maybe
A mixed media painting of one of Christine's favourite views of Belper.
The Pier at Old Colwyn Beach is surrounded by fencing, there are no invitations to stroll along this wonderful old structure.
Christine on the bridge
Christine on the bridge across the river derwent
So Sayeth Life
The triple hare imagery is ancient, it transcends cultures and religions, from the middle east to medieval Britain. Included on this mixed media mosaic are the words from a medieval song about life and death.
Peeling paint always captures my imagination, I can stare at the cracks and imperfections for hours.
The green algae was swirling giving a multi layered look to the canal water, the murky water was transformed into a beautiful object.
Creating Mosaics with children at a local school.
Bee Cottage Detail
Detail of a commission.
Off Beachy Head
An exciting trip to the south coast where the light reflects off the sea and the vertiginous experience of dangling your feet over Beachy Head can inspire artwork.
Benches with dedications on intrigue me, this was a particularly lovely one, dedicated to a nature loving motorcyclist.
My lovely Maybe, asleep in a field.
One of the more bizarre things I love about English Culture, dressing up and hitting each other with sticks to music. The great activity that is Morris Dancing!
I wandered out from the hustle and bustle of celebration to find a beautiful courtyard where nature had decided to return to its wavy line of architecture, rather than remain in the forced man made straight lines.
a birthday present
Handmade leather journal, stitched and crafted with love.
A Cold Heart
Out walking the dog and finding little interventions in the snow.
Has Conway Pier's death warrant been signed? It certainly looks that way.
The Shell Hunters
A late summer evening, hunting shells on Llandona Beach, paddling in the sea and getting soaked.