Snow Shower on the Slopes of Ben Loyal, Sutherland, by Keith Salmon. Source
I’ve been experimenting with acrylic and pastel myself lately, so I was pleased to find this lovely atmospheric work on my twitter timeline yesterday. I love the sense of movement and the flickering effect of the snow.
It is by Keith Salmon, a British artist who is legally blind.
Happy birthday to Richard Jobson, punk hero of my childhood, who was born on this day in 1960. Please join me in wishing him many happy returns.
And for your enjoyment, here is my personal favorite Armoury Show video. It’s from a show called The Tube in 1985.
The gold lame! The hat! The GUM!
You have not lived until you have seen this.
This just in!!
Richard Jobson looking very serious
Wayland’s Song, the new film by punk turned film director Richard Jobson is already wrapped. But I’ve just heard from Jobson that he is still shooting more footage on a train today – he explained it was for more “nourish effect”. I asked him why he is still shooting, and he breezily answered, “Never finished”.
The man is obsessed. I can respect that. I may never know what “nourish effect” means, though.
Update #2!! (July 27th)
Richard just told me that the character of Wayland, played by Michael Nardone, is an epileptic.
Here you can read about what I know about Wayland’s Song up to today.
Jobson has two websites that I know of: No Bad Films and RichardJobson.com.
– Signing off as M.K. Hajdin, Richard Jobson’s unofficial publicist.
I keep getting clicks on my site from somebody looking for information about Richard Jobson’s new movie Wayland’s Song.
Random Internet Person, I am not sure why you keep coming here, but I will try to help you.
You all should go visit Scotland in the Gloaming right now like I’ve been telling you all week, because they just posted some amazing new pictures like this one.
Dumbarton Castle Gloaming by baaker2009
Also there’s a group on Flickr.
Fun fact about Dumbarton Castle: it has the longest recorded history of any stronghold in Great Britain, dating back to the Iron Age.
Here’s a historical view of the place from an antique engraving:
You can find it here, between Edinburgh and Glasgow:
Yes I still have “Drunken Sailor” lodged in my brain, thanks for asking. I really don’t know what to do at this point. I hope it goes away before Sunday, because I missed Sundays with Clyfford Still last week because of it and I don’t want to miss it again.
Yes, I still have that !@$^!$!! Drunken Sailor song stuck in my head and can’t write anything, so here are some lovely photos from a place my ancestors called home: the Isle of Barra, one of the Western Isles of gloriously beautiful Scotland.
Wish I were here!
I still have that Drunken Sailor song in my head and am useless as a blogger.
At least let me show you some more photos from Scotland in the Gloaming that will make you understand why I love that site so much.
And this one:
Luskentyre, Isle of Harris, Outer Hebrides by Flambard.
My ancestors (half of them, anyway) are from one of the most beautiful places in the world. They never would’ve left it, but they got bashed in the head and dragged aboard an emigrant ship by force.
Four generations later, my child self who knew nothing of her history had strange poignant dreams full of green grass and rain.