Yorkshire Heritage

Sat in front of the Yorkshire range
Hills of coke
Flames beyond
To warm us
A flame for us to look at
I bought you a flame
Which describes true loves fame
To warm us as we walk love’s lane.

I like to draw on what is handy
My heart like yours would melt
As tender love is felt
To keep you warm is my desire
So, here’s some fuel for the fire.
Black powder from smoke
I like to scrape the soot from the fire back
With you sat in front of our Yorkshire range.






      When is an etch a sketch
      Process priceless
      Without it
      Life is spice less
      Working with the dust
      Simple tools eye to hand

      Plastic paint

      With every fine brush stroke I must be aware of the final result

      I work with a small section at a time this technique does not gallop across a slate .

      Orange,cerulean blue black and white the colours just right

      Shades of grey the aftermath of a great day.

      With each step of the process the painter sees values emerge

      always learning to change those values as we paint 

      Unfolding a surprise for him a challenge for me 

      Working with the Stars not the Wars