Creating: An occasional discourse and diatribe

Another blog…the collective term for blogs is…load…a load of blogs.

This is a load of blogs…well it is in my case…OK…so I'm a little bored today from painting white walls white…

It's rare I get to see my brothers…but Michael, who lives abroad, has just left after a short stay. A British colony centred around managing and making money where many have been adversely affected by the corrupt banking world. He is one of the few not motivated by money.

It's The Boat Race today and as Founder and President of The Bermuda Rowing Association (BRA) he'll be standing on Hammersmith bridge in the wind and the rain.

It's the corrupt art world that concerns me, where 'taste' and 'fame' can be determined by certain bankers and corporate bodies with too much money and influence…this is one of the reasons why I give paintings away.

Ultimately, it's creating the work that matters.

Sailing from the Hamble was wonderful…a westerly force five with beautiful ever-changing views. The 'Blue Lady', a 34' Hallberg Rassey gave us an incredible unique experience.

Mass in medieval Domfront, Lower Normandy on Good Friday and Easter Sunday…then to Chantilly for reasons that cannot be divulged at this early stage.

Rich experiences waiting to be released in paint…

The pickled Emperor's new clothes. There's a pickled fish in the papers today, 'worth' a lot of money. There are banks in the papers today in a pickle, worth nothing.

Pickle…a funny word…a funny world…