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| "You're a bum Rock" - Woodcut - two acrylic ink colours on white print paper - George Roberts February 2019 |
A blog about art, astronomy and a garden shed. (Sometimes including references to life, paleontology, gastronomy, tropical fish keeping and the delights of the 5-string banjo)
Friday, 22 February 2019
'The first cut is the deepest'
Thursday, 14 February 2019
Old Master
Thursday, 7 February 2019
Life Class 69
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| 'Life Class 69' - mixed media- 1969 - George Roberts |
In particular, I liked drawing this model who possessed an 'architectural physique'. In the intervening years I lost track of all my old life drawings from my student days. Whilst sorting out a box of old photographs, I noticed in a frame on the wall of a house long sold, looking down upon my daughter's birthday party, this image. I wonder what the model's name was and if she is still alive?
Sunday, 3 February 2019
Sock of Ages
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| 'Contact Prints' - mixed media -George Roberts 1969 |
Sock of Ages
When my youth went
My eyes dimmed, my straight back bent
Then my youth went
When my youth went
When my youth went
‘Antiques in the attic’, so nice and peaceful in the house
I looked in the bathroom mirror and saw someone else
When my youth went
When my youth went
Lost my best beret and gloves; mislaid favourite pants and
socks
Searched for a toothbrush fruitlessly, found false teeth
in a box
When my youth went
When my youth went
My grandson is much taller and now he drives the car
His little sister didn’t stay little and now she wears a bra
When my youth went
When my youth went
Bad news became important and began to make me sad
I forget I forget stuff, no worries, just old and slightly
mad
When my youth went
When my youth went
Looked at faded photos how was I quite so young?
An old song from the ‘sixties’ waiting to be sung
Then my youth went.
When my youth went
Saturday, 2 February 2019
Friday, 1 February 2019
Icy,icy spider
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| 'Webs' - multi-media - George Roberts - January 2019 |
Icy, icy Spider
Icy, icy, spider
Climbs up our spiny tree
Icy, icy, spider
For Toot and me to see
Icy, icy, spider
Spinning to and fro
Icy, icy, spider
Quiet as falling snow
Icy, icy, spider
Web shining in the light
Icy, icy, spider
Cold as winter’s bite
George Roberts -January 2019
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