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Philip Turton
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Dog Blog Another day in Seymour (Dog) Park. Robbie loves to go but he also loves to go home. (Tucker Time). Here is a pic of Robbie heading home before it gets dark. There were plenty of other dogs there but I didn’t have time to paint them all in so I…

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Poplar Blog If you’re a lucky dog you live in Moss Vale. Why? Because some benevolent soul donated about 7 acres of park like grounds for the use of leash free hounds, and boy! do they love it.! Which also makes for very happy dog persons because the dogs…

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Like an apple in a barrel of water I have bobbed to the surface after a couple of months of being submerged in the deep dark world of house selling and buying and packing and moving and all the stressful inconvenience involved in that, the most ridiculous…

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It’s not that I’m sick of painting eggs, it’s the continuous barrage of bad egg jokes that infests my brain. so this is the last egg painting morphing into a lemon painting. That’s that so, eggsit stage left and off we go.

To where?, we ask. To the Milk Factory Gallery in Bowral where I’m performing as Artist en Residence, or Artist in waiting, not quite sure. I shall be there most days for the month of July. I have to paint by spotlight as there is no natural daylight, which goes totally contrary to the subject of my magazine article, praising natural light. Still. Needs must, so I have thrown a few objets d’art together and am presently up to here. They are only small canvases so hopefully I can produce a few before my tenure is up.

I haven’t thought of a theme so I’m just messing about with things such as this hydrangea. We’ll see what develops over the month. Come the end of July I’m history.
TTFN PT.
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Who is Vincent Blogh? He was a distant cousin of Vincent Van Gogh. Where am I going with this? Well, it has just occurred to me that VVG never painted an onion. (I think not). And that’s why he never sold a painting. I have sold every onion painting that I have ever done, the most recent being yesterday. I think that makes 4. Anyway, a much better result then poor old Vinnie. You have probably noticed that I hardly ever, well never ever, paint sunflowers, an absolute recipe for failure.  Never done a potato eater’s head. Never painted my own bedroom. And as for starry, starry nights, forget it.  I’ve always had trouble painting night scenes. For one I can’t see and for two I fall asleep. The only thing that keeps me awake after 6 pm is a re-run of Mash 4077.
Have lots on my plate at the moment besides onions. I’m trying to build up enough “je ne sais quoi” to paint in public in July. Fully dressed of course. Don’t want to make a spectacle now do I?  But, if publicity stunts sell paintings, well, Hmmm, that gives me an idea.
Will keep you posted.
TTFN Vincent Van Blogh.

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Coddled Eggs The art of painting pictures sometimes can be quite onerous but nowhere near as excruciating as making decent replicas to save for posterity or whatever, even with the most expensive of cameras. Whatever happened to my Box Brownie? Mama don’t…

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A Black and White Blog

Magpie Mania at the Milk Factory Gallery Bowral is almost upon us and I’m still struggling to make Robbie the Dog look like a magpie, even with paddle pop sticks glued to his ears to make them look like wings. So, unfortunately, and I hope nobody minds, I had to get out my old bow and Robin Hood a magpie. A few carefully positioned sticks kept him in an upright position.

When Robbie the Dog witnessed this he returned to his position on the mat and posed perfectly.

All I have to do now is to convince y’all that this confrontation really happened. I may have to exercise my right to artistic licence. The only question left is, does the magpie have a bone to pick with Robbie?
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Magpie Mania  Next month is Magpie Mania at the Milk Factory gallery in Bowral. All artists in Australia (and the universe), have been commanded, (by Shirley), to submit works relating to magpies. Failure to do so will result in being baked into a pie.…

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Egg Blog

I was happily watching the winter Olympics, particularly the womens’ events. There is nothing nicer than seeing one of our beautiful young athletes getting podiumized.  I’m sure I heard one of our intrepid sports announcers use that term. Then it suddenly came to my mind that I don’t hold a single world record! Not for anything. Obviously I’ve been recalcitrant. So, I checked the Guinness Book Of Records and I definitely am not in it. Most times the Guinness is in me. Ahh, that’s better! What to do? I searched the record book to eliminate everything and whatever remained was an event that no one held the world record for. And this was the result. I am now the proud holder of the world record for eating a raw egg with silver chopsticks. No doubt you are in breathless anticipation for the results, so here it is: 7 hours 41 minutes and twenty seconds. Not bad eh? So the challenge is out there, get cracking. In the interim I am entering the records in the history books by painting a picture of the result. I also have a visitor from Mothtralia so I am including her. Trouble is, she decided to raise a family, sent them all to private schools and died of debt
Phew! I’m totally eggsausted! Better lie down. It’s tough being a world champion. 
Now please, don’t post any bad yokes.
 TTFN PT
P.S. Painting sold before paint dried.
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Holy Numbers.

Readers of The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy know very well that the meaning to life & everything is number 42.That might have been very well in a galaxy long ago and far away but in my neck of the universe it’s now number 110.

Why?

Because I have just spent my good painting time trying to persuade “Mail” on my Apple mac to not only send mail but to receive it too.

So I tried re-setting all the settings as one would to no avail and kept persisting to no avail, I even went for professional help from our Server. They could find nothing wrong. "Just use port 587" was the advice. Apple Help said use port 25. So of course I took the only sensible action, no, not trashing the Apple into a pie, which obviously crossed my mind, but go to Google. So thank you to the tiny little person somewhere in cyber space who said, “Try 110”.  So I did. And it worked.  So now I can paint. Having run out of excuses.

Watch this blank space. TTFN PT
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