This is Boycee, not brucy as I called him when I posted my Sketch of him. It is my Son`s Alsation, and he sent me a photo of him, and I couldn` resist painting this lovely dog. You can`t see his back paws because they were not in the photo, so I made out that they were buried in the snow.
This was painted from a photograph that an American friend sent me. I didn`t want to copy the photo too much so I made it my own interptetation of the subject. Anybody that knows this bridge will know the history of it and will know why it has got this name. No, I`m not going to explain the history because there isn`t enough room here, and I don`t know it`s full history. But...
...if you want to find out the story behind Bull Run Bridge you can Click here (opens in a new window)
I had a feeling for this painting. And I think that it has come out with the feeling that I had for it, movement. I hope that you can see that these two chaps are in a race, and they haven`t got very far to go to win.
At last I was able to do some painting. There isn`t a lot to say about this one except that it is a train that was around about the 1930 to 1950. It is one like this that I caught my Thumb in the door as I was closing it. I was about ten years old at the time, and my Mum and I was on our way back to the Hopfields after visiting our Home after it was incinerated during the war. Don`t hold me to the dates. All I can remember is that of my age, roughly Ten years old. My Mum shouted to a porter that I have got my Thumb jammed in the Door, and when we got to the next station, another porter was waiting to open the door for me. I have still got the dent in my thumb.
I started painting around 1990 and loved it straight away.
I started with watercolour,and then after about 15 years I moved to Oils and acrylics. I still paint the odd watercolour to keep my hand in so to speak. I love impressionism. The only time I use detail is when I paint portraits. Otherwise it is my interpretation of the subject.
I am retired but still find it hard to find time to paint. I reckon I can manage to do a painting about three times a week.
Originally I was a Motor Mechanic. Then, for the eighteen years leading up to my retirement, I worked
for Barclays bank.