Archive for March, 2012

North Yorkshire Moors – Hole of Horcum

Posted in iPad painting using Brushes with tags , , , , on March 29, 2012 by belfastdavid

Anyone who has travelled the road from Pickering to Whitby across the moors will know this particular landmark.
And, most likely, stopped the car to get out and have a look!

I have a friend who tells me she has spent many happy hours with her husband and her dog walking the Moors here. (The dog sleeps all the way home in the car!)

And there used to be a significant number of hang gliders who would gather. Although I haven’t seen any there for a long while now.



Making Art

Posted in Poetry on March 26, 2012 by belfastdavid

There comes a point,
it seems to me,
in the making of a painting,
or in the making of a poem
for that matter,

when a crossover occurs
between ‘This bloody thing
is awful – it will never work’
to ‘Oh, I rather like this.’

Sometimes, of course,
that point
never comes.


Posted in Poetry on March 20, 2012 by belfastdavid

He accused me of kicking him
on purpose, said
I was bang out of order.
Clearly he thinks his reputation
precludes him from being tackled
by the likes of me.

But if he thinks he’s going to ponce
down the wing and show me up
he’s in the wrong game.
I did not kick him deliberately,
but next time I will.

I do not believe in
displaying my emotions in public.
Nor do I trust great gushes,
outpourings of grief provoked
by the death of someone
only known through fame.

And yet I can feel a pressure
to join in, a feeling
I am different
because I do not put
my emotions on display.

And so my thoughts turn to myself
as a boy with a football,
playing keepy-uppy on my own
in the sports field
behind our house.

There is a simple pleasure
and satisfaction in aloneness.
I am neither biased
nor discriminatory
for my problem is with
the whole human race.

North Yorkshire Moors

Posted in iPad painting using Brushes with tags , , , on March 16, 2012 by belfastdavid

This is one of my favourite roads – the road from Pickering to Whitby across the North Yorkshire Moors.
In this case the view is travelling from Whitby to Pickering.

I intend to paint more views from the Moors in the future



Belfast Lough

Posted in Poetry with tags , on March 12, 2012 by belfastdavid

Where do you go to, my friend,
when all else you’ve tried has failed,
when you feel you need restore
again calmness to your soul.

I go, sir, to the ocean,
to the side of Belfast Lough,
and stand there in that same place
I’ve stood many times before.

Inhale a history, my own,
that’s present in the breeze.
Exhale my current problems,
let them join now with my past,

pick up a stone and skim it,
let it skip across the waves.

Portrush Strand

Posted in iPad painting using Brushes with tags , , on March 6, 2012 by belfastdavid

Having recognised recently  that I was merely passing time more often than I liked, I began to look at ways to fill it more creatively and constructively.
I had made a number of attempts in the past to learn how to draw – with some degree of success.
But I could never find the motivation to persevere.

So when I saw what David Hockney was doing with an iPad and the Brushes app I became intrigued. (Brushes is an app which allows you to paint with your fingers)
I spent some time investigating the potential and decided that buying drawing paper and pencils (I have got drawing paper and pencils) did not represent commitment. If I invested the amount of money required to buy an iPad that would constitute commitment. And because of that commitment I would feel obliged to put in the effort to make it work!!

The rational/sensible part of my brain hates logic like that and chuntered incessantly whilst I was making my mind up. But I have not got where I am today without learning how to ignore that particular voice.  🙂

So the decision was made!!  And I do find that I am prepared to put the effort in.

Hockney is a supreme talent and a superb draftsman and I am neither. But that is not the point!!
This is about a challenge for me, about learning and about a different way of being creative.
I do suspect that it is part of a journey I am already on, in that –
Poetry taught me to look,
Photography taught me to look harder.
Painting I imagine will teach me to really look. 🙂

I intend to post paintings on WordPress from time to time as that will give me added incentive to improve. So bear with me. 🙂

The medium term aim is to become competent enough to be able to paint the tree outside my window and then be able to re-paint it as the seasons change and it changes.
The dream is, of course, is to be able to sit on a bench looking over Whitby harbour towards the Abbey and to paint what I see. But that is a long way off.  🙂