Monday, February 18, 2013

Steel in the rain....

Pied Beauty

GLORY be to God for dappled things—
  For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
    For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
  Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough;        
    And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.

All things counter, original, spare, strange;
  Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
    With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:        
 Praise him.

Gerard Manley Hopkins

Watercolour on paper

Monday, February 11, 2013


The old waterside district of Karaköy lurkıng beneath the better known Galata Tower overlooks the 'Golden Horn' on the one side and the Bosphorus on the other. This area continues to hold compelling images to paint for me. Amidst the rundown neighbourhood of dilapidated streets and ancient Ottoman structures crumbling away, there is a hardware bazaar that opens every Monday. Piles of chains, racks of pulleys, nautical hardware such as anchors and rope adorn the narrow streets. Down by the waterside more adventurous tourists sip tea and look across the water to the more frequented areas of the old city. The smell of fish fills the air as Mondays appear also to be fish bazaar day, the mixture of textures, colours, smells and shapes combine in a feast of human creativity, industry and the joy of life.

Watercolour on paper

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