Friday, 28 April 2017

"Fresh Fields and Cow Parsley" Acrylic 6" x 6" £190

"Fresh Fields and Cow Parsley"
Acrylic 6" x 6"

The fields are certainly getting greener and soon the cow parsley will be appearing in the hedgerows. Some of the cows are back in the fields after being in the sheds over Winter. Summer is just around the corner.

Sunday, 23 April 2017

Had a wee trial with Atelier Acrylics

As I mentioned on another post I had been giving the heads up about Atelier Acrylics as a substitute for oils. Sadly I've developed an allergic reaction when working with oils, even water based ones. A facebook friend Renee Fukumoto suggested these. Have to say I was a little dubious but right from the get go I was impressed with how they felt. I used a piece of mdf measuring 6" x 6" and painted straight on to it without any gesso. First day I only did the eye in the top image but was pleasantly surprised by how much they felt like oils, they have a juicy, buttery feel to them and are slower to dry than normal acrylics so it makes working wet on wet much easier and they blend beautifully. The following day the paint had dried as normal acrylics would so I used the water spray on the board, dabbed off some excess water and worked into the painting wet on wet. Really pleased with the result though in future I think it would be better to either gesso the board or gesso with clear gesso if you want the effect of the board coming through. Like oils it tends to suck in the paint. But I'm really happy and can't wait to get started proper with them and see how they!
Thanks for looking in...Elizabeth :)

Saturday, 22 April 2017

Full circle...

When my Dad died in 2002 after all the funeral stuff was over I gave my Dad's ring to my Uncle Joe as he didn't have one and Steven already wore his grandfather's. Well yesterday my cousin Jim popped in for a visit. When we were sitting having a cuppa and a blether he handed me a wee velvet pouch. Inside was my Dad's ring, he had found it amongst jewellery when he was clearing my Aunt and Uncle's house after Uncle died last Boxing Day. I was really very grateful to him for giving me it back and it was the strangest feeling when I held it in my hand. Like a warmth, as if it had come home. Most days I've been ok, I'm one of those kind of people who can be happy in their own company but somedays I do miss the little circle Mum, Dad, Steven and I had. I felt my Dad was there when I put that ring on as if it had come back full!

Friday, 21 April 2017

Still playing catch up..."Cloud's Over Ayrshire" Acrylic 12" x 12"

"Cloud's Over Ayrshire"
Acrylic 12" x 12"

Still playing catch up on the blog with work that hasn't been on here. Thoroughly enjoyed myself painting this one as I love painting cloud's. Thankfully living in Ayrshire I can get plenty of practice painting them as our countryside is pretty much rolling fields and big skies. This one is currently available through the Framework Gallery in Troon. So, give yourself a treat, a look through a lovely gallery (Buy one of my paintings ;) lol), a wander round the shops and then a stroll along one of the beaches, followed by some ice cream or maybe even a fish supper, sounds just perfect :)
This afternoon I'm going to try out some new acrylics one of my facebook friends (Renee Fukumoto) gave me the heads up about. You might remember that I suddenly started having an allergic reaction to oils, I miss using them desperately, especially when painting animals. These Atelier Acrylics are supposed to be the nearest thing to painting in oils, so I'll let you all know how they go.
Thanks for looking!

Thursday, 20 April 2017

"Cold Walk, Barassie" Acrylic 8" x 8"

"Cold Walk, Barassie"
Acrylic 8" x 8"

Coming into the last week of the Spring Exhibition at the Torrance Gallery in Edinburgh, so if you haven't seen the exhibition you haven't much longer as it closes on the 29th April. Weather hasn't really been very spring like these past few days, could really do with it warming up a little.
Thanks for looking in...

Tuesday, 18 April 2017

"A Whippet Called Isla" Acrylic 8" x 8"

"A Whippet Called Isla"
Acrylic 8" x 8"

 Finished the Study of Isla the whippet (I shared some work in progress photos a couple of days ago) this afternoon and I'm really quite pleased with the result.  Yesterday was spent in the front garden giving the grass its first cut and doing some tiding. Going to take a wee while to get the garden into some sort of order as it has sadly been neglected these past couple of years. Should keep me out of mischief when I'm not in the studio.
Time to wind down and get dinner on, thanks for looking!

Monday, 17 April 2017

"Spring's New Greens" Acrylic 16" x 16"

"Spring's New Greens"
Acrylic 16" x 16"

This was a new painting I did especially for the Spring Exhibition at the Torrance Gallery in Edinburgh. Spring seemed to be taking so long to come and the beauty about being an artist is you can transport yourself to any any season you want. Love the fresh greens in this one and just a smattering of spring flowers for contrast. It's currently on show at the Torrance Gallery's Spring Exhibition which runs until the 29th April .
Holiday Monday and though still pretty fresh  there's a wee blink of sunshine so hopefully I'll be able to give the front garden it's first cut.
Thanks for!

Sunday, 16 April 2017

It's Good to be Back...

The other day I was having a blank moment with a painting and I found myself thinking about my old blog. So I took a wee peek, that's a bit like opening a bag of Malteaser's and expecting only to eat two or three. As I scrolled through the pages I started to get a wee bit homesick for the good times I had spent here. A few days further on and here I am sitting at the screen typing, and it doesn't feel as if I've been away. Mind you it's not as if years have past it's only been three months. Quite a bit has changed, I find myself alone now trying to get back into my painting full time. My brother Steven that I was carer too passed away suddenly in January and I find myself with a newfound freedom that I'm still trying to come to terms with. Someday's are easier than others but now as the days are lengthening things are getting better. I'm back at the easel, someday's more confidently than others and it feels right to come back here where I've always enjoyed sharing my work.
There are a few pieces that those of you who aren't on facebook won't have seen, but there will be time later to share them. So for now I'll share the painting I was working on today. It's a work in progress of "A Whippet called Isla", it's in acrylics as I'm still having problems using oils.
So thanks for looking in, it's good to be!

Sunday, 8 January 2017

All good things come to an end...

Seven years tomorrow will be the 7th anniversary of this blog so it's with more than a little tinge of sadness that tonight will be my last entry. I know there are many of you out there who I have never met or have even spoke to through the blog but rest assured I am grateful to the bottom of my heart for everyone of you. We have shared many good and often humorous times and there have been times when your kind words and thoughts have seen me through the most painful days.
The blog has become quiet of late mostly I expect because of other social media influences. I will continue to Blog from my page on Facebook Elizabeth McCrindle Artist Blog some of you follow already and I'd be delighted for others to join. It's just the same format paintings, photos and quotes. I can't bring myself to delete this one, too many happy memories, images and thoughts. I shall just leave it here for all to see and perhaps return to...

Thanks for looking xxxx

"There are big ships and small ships. But the best ship of all is friendship" ~ Anon

Thursday, 29 December 2016


Only two days to go until we are into a brand new year, the consensus seems to be here's hoping it's better than 2016. I could certainly go with that. I'm really not one for making resolutions but I had a flick through a sketchpad this evening and one thing I want to do more this coming year is draw/sketch. Most of the stuff in the pad was pretty grim but I really like this study I attempted of Samson, the Rook who visited my garden for many years until he passed in 2015. It's pretty rough but there's also a softness about it. He was a sweet old guy and was at the stage in his life where he looked a little ragged round the edges. I might even get this one framed up as a keepsake.
Well there is a lovely cup of coffee downstairs with my name on it, and a couple of pieces of shortbread, Night all.

Tuesday, 27 December 2016

Sad Day

Me being flowergirl at Aunt and Uncles wedding...

Sad news this morning (26th) when the phone rung, normally I let it go to the answer machine to avoid having to get stroppy with nuisance callers. But, that sixth sense that we all seem to develop for family and friends in trouble kicked in and I answered it. My Uncle Joe had been in hospital, I had visited him on Thursday passed and even to my untrained in medicine eye, I knew he wouldn't be coming back to the home he had once shared with my Aunt Jenny. As some of you who follow my blog will know Auntie left us in October 2015 after a short but awful fight with cancer. Cancer of a different kind had ate at Uncle before and since then and cousin Jim was phoning to tell me that early this morning his big heart had stopped. Sad though I am, I'm so glad that his pain is over and he will be at peace hopefully reunited with my Aunt.
He and my Aunt were very good to me and my brother Steven after my Dad died. It was difficult caring for both Mum who had Alzheimer's and Steven who is severely handicapped but they kindly helped lighten the load. Uncle loved helping me in the garden and often took Steven to watch his beloved Knockentiber Amateurs play.
Instead of tears I will remember them both with fun, lots of smiles and much laughter. I will finish with a story that my Dad used to love telling us. When Mum and Dad first got married they lived with my Mum's Aunt Nan who lived in Crosshouse. After a wee while the council offered them a flat in an upstairs, downstairs house in Knockentiber. Being just starting out they didn't have much in the way of furniture so my Gran offered them a wardrobe. Dad and Uncle Joe decided to carry the wardrobe all the way from Gran's in Crosshouse to Knockentiber. Theres rather a steep brae to contend with and when they had got themselves and the wardrobe to the top they needed a rest. In the distance they could see a woman coming so daft idiots that they were they both hid in the wardrobe and waited till this poor soul was passing. They then proceeded to chap on the doors of the wardrobe shouting "Let me out, let me out". When they got out this poor wee woman was running down the hill as fast as her legs would carry her. So, now you know where my madness comes!
Love and miss you forever Uncle xxxx  

Saturday, 17 December 2016

Merry Christmas

Looking at the calendar today I discovered that in just over two weeks we will be into a brand new year. With all the crazy stuff that's going on in the world at the moment it can't come quick enough. Though I guess in all honesty having 2017 on the date won't I expect make the doom and gloom disappear, but we can hope. I spent part of today looking for suitably snowy or festive photographs  to send you all my personal good wishes for Christmas and the New Year. I had actually intended a nice snowy one but then I noticed this wee guy. Next to Santa's red suit you can't get more Christmassy than a wee robin redbreast.
Christmas always seems better as a memory to me now, I have wonderful memories as a child when my Gran and Papa, Aunt and Uncle and cousins would come for Christmas dinner to our house and in the New Year we all converged at Gran and Papa's house in Crosshouse for New Year dinner. Steak pie with tatties and turnip. The steak pie was made up by the Co-op butcher in gran's ashet that  was left with him and picked up on New Year's Eve. All the grown up's sat around the table in the living room and we kids were set up in the kitchen. Good day's.
Now I'm more likely to catch up with the ever growing pile of books and magazines I've been buying and eat food that's too rich for my now sensitive digestive system but Hey Ho it's only twice a!
I hope you and yours have a wonderfully peaceful Christmas and New Year xx

Sunday, 27 November 2016

After a week of heavy frost I woke to a much milder Sunday morning. The first morning I didn't have to put warm water on the the birdbath. Have to say, although cold I much prefer the frosty mornings which almost always brings a bit of sun with it. Today though milder had that damp feeling that sends wee shivers up and down your spine. Much as I wanted to get on with work in the studio I knew that I really had to go out and clear the last of the leaves from the cherry blossom tree. This year for the first I can remember she was the last clinging to her leaves like prized jewels. The frost put paid to them and only a rare few are still clinging on stubbornly. Although the studio beckoned I have to say being in the garden was probably just as productive. Much like when I used to get my best ideas while mucking out the horses, I also get ideas for paintings while working in the garden. Nowadays it's remembering them by the time I get back at the easel that's the problem, old age doesn't come it's self as they say.
Other good news is I have a couple of Rooks back in the garden. One looks a juvenile while the other seems older and less sleek. I really miss my beautiful Samson and hopefully these two will continue to come and visit and will perhaps strike up a mutual trust with me,  as Samson did, well I think it's time to put the kettle on. I do believe there are also some chocolate brownies to nibble, if I can just manage to open the lid without Buddy and Lilly hearing me lol.

Friday, 18 November 2016

"Spring Summer, and Fall fill us with hope; Winter alone reminds us of the human condition"
~ Mignon McLaughlan

Thursday, 17 November 2016

"Snow Gate" Acrylic 8" x 10"

"Snow Gate"
Acrylic 8" x 10"

Have to say one of my favourite thing's is waking on a winter's morning to a fresh fall of snow. Climate change's make those kind of occurrences few and far between now. But, being of a certain age I can remember a time when the fields at least were covered with the white stuff for most of the winter month's. The reference for this painting takes me back to 2010 when we had quite a serious whiteout and for the first time I can remember even the beach at Barassie froze. If you don't believe me I have photographic proof lol. This is the gate at the top of Busbiehill where I kept Rio, Tara and Dougal. It was one of those kind of hill's in this kind of weather where you only got one chance of getting it right in the car. If you changed gear you were doing a less than graceful swan lake all the way back to the bottom and only if you were lucky, not to land in the ditch. Most of the time I just walked it and that year it felt like living in Narnia. Looking at the rain running down the window those days seem a life time away but the beauty in painting means you can bring whatever month you want into the studio. I'm off now for a wee cup of tea and some shortbread. I hope where ever you are, whatever the weather, your enjoying your day.

Sunday, 13 November 2016

Been quite a while since I've posted on my Blog, would like to say it's because I've been so busy painting but it's not. Time just seems to have frittered through my fingers, but hopefully I can now get back to a routine of regular posts. Wishing you all well on this Remembrance Day Sunday xx

Monday, 10 October 2016

Glorious morning...

You couldn't have got a more glorious morning than this morning. Sun was shining but there is definately a real nip in the air. The glorious colours are really starting to come out in the trees and the undergrowth, with a smattering of leaves starting to fall. I almost didn't bring my trusty digital sketchbook with me this morning. Once in a while I leave it at home which pleases the dogs, they aren't overly fond of the stopping and starting when something catches my eye. Thought it was quite appropriate that today of all days I should finally manage to get a half decent photo of the Canadian Geese, it being Thanksgiving in Canada. If you click on the the second from bottom photo and look at the top left hand corner you'll just be able to make out the new build that's going on. They are building four houses on the piece of land and when my ticket comes up on the Euro Millions I'll be putting my name on that one nearest. The view will be to die!

Sunday, 9 October 2016

Camouflage Cat

The other morning while washing the breakfast dishes a slight movement to my right caught my eye. Instinctively as you do I turned to look, at first I didn't see him/her until he/she turned to face me. The green almond shaped eyes looked straight at me. Cat's are amazing, how on earth it can sit comfortably on a tiny strip of fence I have no idea. I immediately became of no interest as it continued it's look for a slight movement that would give away either a mouse or bird in the shrubs. By the time I had turned to sit the camera back on the table and turned back it was gone, hopefully without one of my wee bird friends.

Thursday, 29 September 2016

"Golden Hues" Acrylic 12" x 12"

"Golden Hues"
Acrylic 12" x 12"

After a pretty frantic morning with a visit to the vet with Lilly I managed to get back to the easel this afternoon and carry on where I left off yesterday. I feel I could work on this one for a week and still feel something isn't right about it. But, I'm guessing that's me at the moment second guessing everything I'm doing. So for the time being I'm just going to paint because for so long I haven't. You can't move forward if your standing still.
Thanks for looking in...

Monday, 26 September 2016

Not one but two works in progress...

Would seem that social media is having a melt down at the moment. Facebook is on a go slow and I had to take two tries at getting my images uploaded. It seems like forever since I've thrown some paint at the easel, but after something of a meltdown last night with facebook I decided today would be it. Boy was it a struggle to get this looking anything like autumn trees but eventually after some swearing, a few self pitying tears and a break to carry on with the other work in progress "Holly's Eye". It all started to come together, well not together maybe but at least it has promise. Fingers crossed I can carry on tomorrow where I left off without to much of a flap.
I am deliberately being slow with "Holly's Eye"and enjoying the whole experiance it feels a little like carving something from stone one slip and it's gone.
Happy to be painting and drawing again...long may it last!

Sunday, 18 September 2016

The garden would be nothing without them...

"Those little nimble musicians of the air, that warble forth their curious ditties, with which nature hath furnished them to shame art." ~ Izaak Walton

Saturday, 17 September 2016

A special moment...

Beautiful Autumn light through the turning trees

Willowherb turning to rust and sending forth it's seeds

Most beautiful Roe Deer neck high in the wheat

Brambles ripening in the Autumn sun


The horses already sporting their jim jams for the cooler nights and early mornings.

Took myself, the dogs and the camera along the country path this morning. It's seems such a long time since we've done this, but, as soon as my foot stepped onto the track leading to the path my shoulders felt lighter than they have for some time. The smells and colours of Autumn seeped through me and the joy of two happy pooches dancing ahead of me was the best spirit lifter ever. I felt welcomed like an old friend, the birds were singing though hiding in the still dense but rapidly changing undergrowth and trees. The willowherb was sending forth it's many seeds on the light breeze like dancing insects. And then, standing on the bridge looking down into the water for the wild ducks that sometimes gather, I looked across the wheat field. There she was the best welcome back ever. Quite some distance away but as I zoomed in as far as I could with my camera, looking back at me the most beautiful roe deer ever. So mesmerized was I, that I almost forgot to press the button. None of the photos are particularly good or in proper focus but they are precious to me. Normally they take flight, but she moved or rather glided through the wheat as I held my breath and then she was gone. A special!