Monday, 13 December 2010

Horse Portraits

At a birthday party last weekend the horses were put at the far end of the property on a rise covered with pines away from the noise of the festivities.
They'd naught to eat in there and early the next morning a few early risers let the horses into the home paddock for their brekkie.
I wandered in there with the sketch book and followed this young dun mare all around to get this drawing.

Wednesday, 8 December 2010

Etching Presses for Sale

Etching Press Sale Enquiries:

Next week I will have three new etching presses ready for new homes. Here are two of them.

Thursday, 2 December 2010

Classic Etching Presses' new aquisition.

Isn't it beautiful! And heavy! And so yellow, the colour of greasy metal sunflowers...
Who could resist such a gorgeous thing? Certainly not this kid dear reader.
No longer do I have to trot all over town searching for help in pressing on and off etching press cogs and sleeves, I am DIY and staying right at home thank you!
O and did I mention it has hydraulic fittings?
Well it does. A friend of mine's young daughter has just discovered the word 'hydraulic' and uses this exciting word at every opportunity.
Of course she is welcome to visit anytime and together we can stare at the new toy and roll the delightfully tongue tickling word 'hydraulic' about as wee gaze in awe and giggle.
Sophisticated entertainments indeed.

The poverty of Artists

Yes, it's true, that old stereotype of the artist being poor. As you can see from the above photo the best we can do is a 30 year old Rolls Royce, could never afford a new one.
New Rollers are Deutcher cars now anyway I believe, owned by BMW.
The above Roller was proudly made in England.
My real car is a 25 year old Toyota Corolla, made in Japan, assembled in Thames, New Zealand which is just up the road a country mile or so from where I live.
Ah, the global village. Damn interesting place I find.
Actually the Rolls Royce is owned by a musician friend of mine, Julie, who lives in the next street and also has a Beckstein grand piano in her lounge and a BMW convertable to keep the Rolls company.
All I care about is her violin playing in company with other musician friends, Summer nights and a wee drappy of Celtic lubricant.