Had a visit to the Laing Art gallery last week. As ever first port of call is The Northern Spirit exhibition featuring works of local artists and scenes especially the work of Ralph Hedly who captured the ordinary working folk of the North East so well.
Upstairs to the main gallery and just standing and drinking in these wonderful works is a pleasure. Looking at the way the landscape is captured appeals to my natural instincts, and in the case of John Martin`s four displayed paintings his use of people in the environment just sets off the magnificence of his work..
Through to the next gallery and my main reason for visiting today to see the For Ever Amber display of wonderful photographs mainly from the 70`s and 80`s around the North East. Most are B&W photos capturing the ordinary folk of the region going about their daily business very sobering as so much has now gone due to political machinations.
Possibly because of my visit to the Laing, and because my foot is still limiting my mobility i went back to Killy Art club yesterday. I always feel intimidated and a bit of a fraud here because my doodles are a far cry from these artistic and creative folk. But they are friendly and its nice to see them at their work, had a great chat with a very senior chap who uses pastels and chalk to do remarkable portraiture with a vitality i can never seem to get in anything i produce.
Saturday 25 July 2015
Wednesday 8 July 2015
Rerun
Well ive been back in hospital again, seems i was rushed out to soon, and infection set in again. This time i was told they would remove the rest of my toes, not the best of news.
On the day of the op, i was given insulin, too much it turned out and i felt very unwell by the time i arrived at theater, still anesthetic duly given and i was in dreamland, on awakening in recovery i was surprised to see my toes still there. They had cleaned up the wound and felt it would be enough, time will tell.
Over the ensuing days i experienced both the best of the NHS and the worst, back home now and being cared for by the district nurses, still not mobile, last time i was out birding was 20th May when i became ill. It seemed all the Grebes at the lake had failed and im not sure if this is still the case.
Cant see me getting far for a while, getting stir crazy.
On the day of the op, i was given insulin, too much it turned out and i felt very unwell by the time i arrived at theater, still anesthetic duly given and i was in dreamland, on awakening in recovery i was surprised to see my toes still there. They had cleaned up the wound and felt it would be enough, time will tell.
Over the ensuing days i experienced both the best of the NHS and the worst, back home now and being cared for by the district nurses, still not mobile, last time i was out birding was 20th May when i became ill. It seemed all the Grebes at the lake had failed and im not sure if this is still the case.
Cant see me getting far for a while, getting stir crazy.
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