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Saturday Morning in Colour

Last Saturday in our mixed media art class, it was time to work with acrylic paint and oil pastels – depicting what we could see from the windows of Studio 2 of the FirstSite gallery.

The site is Scheduled Ancient Monument land, and there are archaeological artefacts beneath the building. So, no digging was permitted in its construction; the entire structure is supported by a floating concrete raft. Perhaps this is why when others look out onto the greensward, I see air and water: whatever I paint comes back to seascapes.

In breaks, there were the cosplay fencers to watch and the Magda Archer exhibition to enjoy. And coffee, as always. This week, too, a homeless man had set up camp under one of the older trees with his supermarket trolley and bicycle – mildly entertained by the swordplay and not at all by the painting.

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Saturday Morning in Black and White

This weekend, it was back to school for me; art classes started again after the Easter break. The portrait drawing classes I took from January until Easter I enjoyed so much I didn’t need to think twice about signing up for these mixed media classes. There are other classes I would love to follow, too, but they clash with my teaching hours. Anyway, on Saturday we experimented with white acrylic paint, chalk and charcoal (assisted by coffee).

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True Colours

I’ve been away from myself too long, far too long. Not my better self, you understand, just me.

And so I was coming home when I signed up for art classes in January. Every second Saturday, I left everything else behind as I walked into the studio for portrait class. I was just me.

After Easter, the journey continues into mixed media. I’m getting there. Just me.