The last holiday painting I did is of the plants outside the dining room window in the Centre we were staying in – ‘Heatree Activity Centre’
Here’s my reference:
I decided to leave out the building opposite to keep things more simple. I’d never realised before I read this brilliant watercolour tips book I was readig at the time that you are allowed to miss things out. It’s kind of liberating, but also kind of a lie. I’m sure how I feel about the practice really.
This was paintined on the shallow up-slope to Haytor, whilst a number of fitter church folk, including my son, climbed to the top.
Again I took a reference photo although I took it quiet far into the painting when it began to look like rain. I think it would be better to take it at the beginning next time as then I would get the same light and cloud-cover as I had when I began.
This second painting was done looking at a show garden in a place called ‘Trago Mill’. The show garden I was attracted to was quite classical. Here’s my reference photo:
In this case I did need the photo as it started spitting halfway through the painting. It was great to be able to pack up and get dry and know I’d not lost the picture.
Here is the final picture:
I was quite self-conscious painting this in public. Most people very helpfully left me to it although a couple of folk said hello and made encouraging comments. I found the complex hard landscaping quite difficult to draw in terms of perpective and had to try a few times before I got something OKish. I think it could still be better.
While I was on holidays in the West Country I did some painting. Before I went I pared down my art equipment to something small which I could carry – although it doesn’t look very small when spread out here!
The first picture I did was just a few yards from the centre. Here’s a reference photo:
I did this one on a watercolour postcard so it took just a few minutes. For my taste the colours are a bit bright adn the whole thing looks a bit too twee. But it was a good exercise to get my painting head on.
I’ve been really lucky this year with holidays. Our main holiday was a week away with the church in Devon (more of that on subsequent posts as I had a chance to draw and paint while I was there). We got back on Saturday. It was brilliant to be away with the church family. We are such a diverse group of people and yet we are all bound together by a common faith and a lot of love. What’s more there were a number of other teenagers there so my fabulous son had more interesting company than me available to spend time with, or whatever it is that teenagers do these days – chillax? 🙂
Now we’re home though my son is spending some time with his Dad and I was planning to get a place at a retreat house deep in the Essex countryside. Pleshey Retreat House
It’s a wonderful place. Unfortunately I need to take care of some things here at home so I’m going to have to postpone it. It’s still good to know that it’s there when I can get the time.
One of the big advantages of having an ASD diagnosis (Autistic Spectrum Disorder) is that I can take account of my autism and organise things for myself, like a retreat to Pleshey, which help me to deal with it. The two main issues I have are:
Issues with sensitivities – particualrly noise sensitivity and touch sensitivity although strong light also bothers me. (In fact for me noise and touch feel like the same thing – that’s why I hate certain noises because they feel like a kind of touch to me and it feels like my personal boundaries are broken.)
Issues with communication with people (I don’t have difficulties with animals – in fact I love being with animals and find them very relaxing.) I think there are a few main things I find difficult:
I don’t understand fast or easily what people are communicating to me because I can’t automatically or naturally ‘get it’. I have to work at it, processing it more like a computer than a person and it’s difficult. I used to be much better at this and could go un-noticed except for occasional bad slip-ups. But since I developed a chronic pain condition it’s become more difficult because some of my brain power is taken up with the pain and there’s not enough left to logically parse communications at the same speed as everyone else anymore.
I am completely literal (which causes no end of problems and misunderstandings because, as well as understanding what is told to me literally and to the letter,I also communicate what I want to say literally which often means I have to qualify everything and explain everything in detail which people have told me is irritating and makes me look a bit odd.
I can’t tell what people are feeling unless is blindingly obvious, e.g. if someone is crying a lot and saying they are so sad then I know they are sad. I look for signs to help me guess but there is always the danger of getting it wrong and causing a problem so I sometimes just ask people.
I find it hard to make and keep friends or to sort ordinary things out with neighbours.
I don’t naturally know the social rules like other people seem to and have to work hard to make sure I don’t break them.
(I also have special interests, anxiety and I feel really uncomfortable if there’s no routine or if I change a routine.)
Hmmm, so, knowing all of this, going to a retreat house where I can quite appropriately choose to be in silence if I want, (although when there are only a few people there I don’t feel the need for that) and where it is very quiet, is the perfect antidote to living in a loud and communication-heavy world for an autistic person. On top of that because it’s a Christian retreat house it’s like going to stay with extended family and I feel close to what is really important to me. I will have to try to fit it in later in the year. There are always memories of our fab holiday on Dartmoor. It was so beautiful, rugged and wild there – I loved it.
Here are some photo’s.
These first few were taken from the minibus:
And this was taken with my feet on the ground just the other side of the lane from the place we stayed:
Having had a lovely time to wind-down and ‘chillax’ I’m now more than ready to go with my artistic adventures!
Up next are a couple of line and wash pictures. These were done before I left. The first is a picture with waves in it, done as patterns rather than like real waves. The second is a hummingbird. I spent some time in Illinois and Wisconsin many years ago and was fascinated at the time by the hummingbirds which were fed by many local people. They were so tiny and flew so differently to other birds.