Friday, 31 July 2015

The four garden angels.

This one is sweet and hard of hearing.
Rizzi has decided to put a head of putty on the body of the metal angel that had only wires wrapped in a bundle to form a head.  He painted the rose red and the new coat of silver paint replaces the original white.

We live by the sea and the painted angels, four of, had begun to rust. It was time for a new coat.

This one angel has his head inclined a little.

Here's the crew.

Our security system.  

This one likes having a word.

This one is the overseer.

The one who gives the orders, obviously.

When he paints the faces I will be back to show you.

Jesus save you and bless you.  

Wednesday, 22 July 2015


Notice the emotion in this eye compared to the same eye below.

There are too many distractions to notice that eye.
Curious, no?

Tuesday, 21 July 2015

Three Trees

Trees.  Again.

I have been watching the news.

Nato has been cutting down on its weapon shopping for, I don't know how many, years.

Everyone was happy.

Now they are being accused of cutting down their consumerism.  ?

And, and, and - President Obama is going to look terrific in retrospect.

I'm rambling.

Jesus save you and Bless you.

Monday, 20 July 2015

The Lines of a White Lion

Drawing white lions on white paper with pastels hasn't a lot to do with white.

It's brown and black and red and dark green.
""The path to anywhere never goes as you think it will."  Me
I don't know.

I think I have to get over myself and start writing about proper stuff again.

I have been trying really hard to write about nothing.  Nothing is really popular. As you know. You are the only one reading this.

I don't know if you are a young graduate potential hacker of the future or just a machine - and how can I say just a machine when my entire world centers round some machine.

The machine is my people.

Jesus Save you and Bless you.