

The price is eternal vigilance. Liberty in Danger. Some find it in danger, some see liberty in danger right now. We demand liberty, where our desires are our own, not the manufacture of some marketing or political brainwasher. We examine some of the threats - the way that words like freedom and democracy are used to name their enemies! And we aim to enjoy our liberty and have some fun.
I went up to visit Malcolm Smith for a day or so at his place by the Hawkesbury river at Brooklyn as I did a few drawings and photos and thought about painting, and printing
This is a painting I began an age ago, just before COVID, and exhibited it in very sketchy form in the Spark and Out of the Dark, my fluoro shows from a few months ago
I went ut last night to continue. The crowd were pretty taken with my UV headlamp and the effect of it on the paint and Chalky and some of the crew from the Mission and the square outside the Hub sat down to keep me company. Siva, the dog vaguely visible in the foreground sat down to get in the painting, with some assistance from her human companion, whos name I can't remember now - I'll try to find out.
Below is the painting at the same stage under daylight
I went back out to Watsons Bay after a few months to have another look at this painting. The earlier versions of it are here
Thanks to Caspian for helping me get out the door and down to Circular Quay where we found the Watsons Bay wharf had been closed for the week for renovations.
So, we got some fish and chips and hopped onto the back deck of the ferry to Rose Bay, where Cas waited for a fery home and I got on the replacement bus for the last bit of the trip. All in all a very pleasant trip in total contrast to the ordeal getting back, where I foolishly took the bus all the way to the city in late afternoon traffic. It took what seemed like an hour (and maybe was)to see the Golden Sheaf go past in Double Bay... After an age we finally got to the top of the hill in Edgecliff, and We still had 2 more to go before finally getting to the city for another peak hour bus to Forest Lodge. That's a mistake I don't want to make again, the commuting life is not for me!
Its the first time Ive had the brushes out for a month or more, so its a good feeling to start playing around with hairy patterns for a dog portrait or 2. I'll be getting on to a portrait of Wookie with her little buddy Wesley, so as prep I've done this tiny(20x20cm) picture of Wookie about 5 years ago when her health was good.
I'm getting ready to begin a painting of this pair of dogs, and enjoying getting back to a bit of drawing, even if its from photos. Wookie passed away recently so is no longer available for sittings, or walkings, but lives on in memory .
There's a couple of other drawings of this pair in this post
Shamus asked me to make a record cabinet for Kate and Louis to fit a couple of metres of LPs.
The finished cabinet except for its doorknobs. Kate saw the bits of turned bedpost and chairleg I'd cut off and sanded but not attached, and grabbed them from the bench to take home with it and fix on
doorknob candidates
Top attached, now all that remains is more varnishing and attaching the doors, and some doorknobs
doors clamped (almost)in place
Some of the pieces I'll make the top from, including a piece of an oak bedhead and a cedar step and part of the top of another cupboard or set of drawers