Art for Art’s Sake, Money for F*ck’s Sake

So sang the great 10cc.

I thought I’d do some art tonight and leave the incessant book promotion stuff for a while Stop laughing at the back there!)

My missus is out of town so tonight was pasta a la Jambo and Merlot, drunk a la Espagnol in a small tumbler. As I cooked I listened to Bocelli with some Bruch to counterpoint the lush voice of Andrea. Bruch’s Violin Cencerto No. 1 Adagio, it could bring a tear to a glass eye.

Have a listen to Joshua Bell give it a spanking here. I could have played violin like this but I’ve got one leg shorter than the other.

Anyhoo, I was in intellectual mode and after eating I wandered round my house and took some pictures of my artwork (as in stuff wot I painted). I don’t have much, I give most of it away or sell it for charity. Mostly portraits.

It was quite difficult to photograph the pieces because there was either a reflection on the glass or a flash spot from the camera – and I wasn’t in the mood to unmount them. Last time I did that I cracked the glass and that’s not a cheap replacement in Dubai. I hit on the idea of putting all the lights out and taking flash shots – surprisingly it worked OK, a few flash spots but what the hell. After a bottle of Merlot I’m lucky just to work the camera.

So, on with the art tour chez Jambo. It’s all upstairs, mainly in the upper living room.

Vase of Flowers

Orange Flower Vase

This is an acrylic on canvas – an exercise in art class that turned into  a small project. Total painting time 3 hours (I’m a fast worker).

Next is a work on a statue – I spotted this guy in a museum in Sri Lanka – it was more the way the light cut across it diagonally that caught my eye than anything. It’s oil pastel on self-coloured cardboard

Taken sideways to avert the flash

10 Minute God

It’s called 10Minute God because that’s how long it took. The trick is just to paint the lighted parts on a dark background. There’s hardly any paint on that surface.

A Murial

La Rubio in 4 Colours (sorry Andy)

Next up a large mural (what Glaswegians call a ‘murial’) that has four paintings of ‘La Rubio’ or my missus as she’s better known. It’s not quite a Warhol but it’s getting there (yes you at the back I know what bloody derivative means!)

So moving onto another derivative piece – La Rubio again but a la Lichtenstein. If the house was on fire this is what I’d grab on the way out. Acrylic on canvas

La Rubio

La Rubio – Homage to Lichtenstein

Jambo self=portrait

Artist as a Young Loon

Another quick shot – the artist as a young loon. Oil pastel on paper

German Bollocking Fodder

The primary colours on one brush

 

 

Last but not least a exercise in painting with 3 primary colours on the brush – and you had 20 minutes to nail it or the German painter gave you a good bollocking in German.

 

 

 

 

And – back to another bottle of merlot, no wait, there’s a six pack of Corona in the fridge.

That’s enuff of that intelekashul stuff for one night.

Toledo Dreams

Toledo Dreams

Toledo Dreams

This is just to get the blog thing rolling – a picture of Toledo in Spain. If you’ve never been? Put that on your bucket list, it is a walled city full of mystery, charm and good coffee. Food isn’t so good but that’s Spain all over – not an epicures delight I’m afraid.

Taken during a wine tour of Spain with some wonderful friends. ps the wine isn’t that good either, but we had fun.