Monday, 31 December 2012
These are some shots to show the extent of the flooding near the river at Sandy Balls, although if you haven't been here it may not mean that much! But the river had burst it's banks and completely flooded the surrounding water meadow and fields, and I have shot this using the newest lens and films from Hipstamatic, the Tinto 1848, C-Type Plate (colour) and D-Type Plate (B&W), for the perfect vintage look, plus a couple of my other favourite combinations as well.
This was a strange carved tree trunk which I had not seen before, because when Mark and I do this walk we always go along the river path, but this was completely submerged due to flooding so we had to make our way along inland instead.
This is the water meadow, now living up to it's name and quite deep in water. Mark managed to go a greater distance than me, as he was wearing wellies not walking boots, but he said he would need his waders to go any further than he is shown in the photograph!
A couple of friendly horses in a field that we passed, who were very grateful for the long grass that Mark pulled up from the verge and fed to them!
A rather nice dog waiting patiently in the back of a farm Landrover.
Very bad potholes!
Another hungry horse trying to eat holly - Mark leant a hand. I would have thought that holly was too prickly to eat, but evidently not.
I thought that this was a nice touch :)
Mr Gnome in the ford. BTW I call him that because I reckon that he looks like a gnome in that hat.
The alpaca farm. Loved these curious creatures with their beady black eyes and fluffy coats.
I liked this. In the pub The Fighting Cocks for a well earned pint after the walk.
Tuesday, 25 September 2012
Monday morning and the exhibition comes down. We are all worn out, so very glad to have Sarah, Sara, Keith and Phil to assist with the dismantling and all the packing of the paintings and prints. The weather is horrible, pouring with rain making any trips to the car park unpleasant, and like a doofus I manage to leave behind my box of packing materials at Mum's, which Bernadette very kindly offered to go back and get for me. All rather damp and dismal, don't want the show to end, but after selling nine prints I still have nineteen to go, so the search for a new exhibition venue commences!
Sarah, Keith and Phil hard at work
My prints and Mum's paintings
The rather nice mugs at the gallery
Bernadette manages to keep smiling!
A short film of busy, busy, busy in the gallery
Mum - the face says it all
Bernadette packing up Mum's sold painting.
Here is a little film of her in packing action, complete with sound
effects and lots of caffeine
My last print solitary on the wall
Boxed up and good to go
Mum and Bernadette - running out of energy fast!
Stairs up to the gallery
The lobby of Riverhouse Arts
Now will all this fit into my tiny sports car?
(Miraculously yes, it does)
The programme we featured in
B is ready for the rain
The ornate iron gate at the gallery - shame I didn't photograph
it when the sun was out i.e. any other day this week
B doing her best 'Worn Out' face
For 360 panos of the gallery and exhibition by Mark Blundell