Not much to report, its been so cold and dark lately that painting in the back room upstairs, which is the only space I have available at this time, has become impossible to work in. In a few weeks time I hope to start painting again and also finish off the gouache I started before Christmas. In the meantime Barney and I decided a longer walk was in order.
We headed down to The Cut along the river and saw where the embankment had collapsed, destroying what was left of The Chocolate Path (so called because the paving surface looked like squares of chocolate). This is really sad because this walk and the path have been the inspiration for me both for photography and for drawing and painting.
We walked across to Hotwells, and mooched about before heading back.
This is what the path used to look like:
The mist and the gloom gave everything a really odd light. Almost like a filter applied to a photo in Instagram, but without the filter.
The area there has changed quite a lot with the new bus road, which was now empty because the buses have been re-routed due the embankment collapsing.
These walks in the cold with just a mobile phone to get photos with don’t produce images that are any good for photography, but are gold for capturing the feeling and the atmosphere that might one day be useful in a painting, which I’m always thinking about. I like to imagine I’m a scout for a film company, looking for new paces to shoot scenes for films that might one day get made.
Here is a quick shot of the (unfinished) painting as it stands.
I’ve been thinking lately (again) about deleting my Facebook account. I’ve thought a lot about this in the past and have held back because, well, there’s the trans thing and I can get support there. But the support I was getting has dwindled somewhat over the last year or so as many of the groups I followed have disintegrated into somewhat of a chaotic state. And I’m getting worried about the use of my personal data by Facebook. See 
