Category: Drawing

My Problem Thumb

Drawing hands

This morning I went to see a physiotherapist about my problem thumb and he observed that I’ve got a high level of arthritis in my thumb joints, along with crepitus – a grating sound or sensation in said joints.

I felt this grinding and grating most when he manipulated my right-hand thumb joints:

  • The MCP, the Metacarpophalangeal joint, midway on the thumb
  • The CMC, the Carpometacarpal joint at the base of the thumb

When he performed the same actions on my left hand, I didn’t feel a any ache or pain whatsoever.

“Have you ever had a hand injury?” he asked me.

I couldn’t think of a specific injury so I suspect that my main problem is wear and tear over the years and possibly my misguided attempts to strengthen my thumb joint by overdoing the hedge trimming with a basic pair of secateurs just over a year ago. That led to pain and swelling around and beyond my thumb joints.

The good news is, provided the pain stays below 5 on a scale of 1 to 10, I can keep on as normal, drawing, gardening etc, meanwhile doing some fairly undemanding exercises to keep movement in the joints and very gradually to add some strength to them.

I’m not doing myself any harm by working with a lowish level of pain, provided I don’t overdo it.

Cognitive Behavioural Therapy

As for my essential – also known as familial – tremor, in recent weeks I’ve made good progress, not on the tremor as such, but in controlling my frustrated reactions to it using Cognitive Behavioural Therapy.

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CBT is pretty similar to the process I go through every time I draw, you find a calm space while staying alert and aware.

Ironically it could be that all the drawing I’ve done over the years and perhaps my attempts to control the tremor that have contributed to my high level of arthritis.

I was reassured to see that even my physio – who I guess was half my age or less – had a small level of tremor as he demonstrated some of the exercises for me. It’s natural he assured me.

Educating Horbury

Educating Horbury

My thanks and congratulations to Helen Bickerdike and the Horbury People’s Museum team for putting together the latest exhibit in the display cases in Horbury Library.

St Peter's School staff

It features the surprising number of educational institutions associated with the town over the years, including St Peter’s Church of England primary school, where I was lucky enough to have a series of remarkable form teachers between 1958 and 1962:

  • Miss Andrassy, who was so keen on art
  • Mr Harker who took us rambling and Youth Hostelling
  • ex-professional footballer Mr Thompson who was a terrific storyteller (even when he was really supposed to be teaching us whatever the curriculum was at that time)
  • Mr Lindley who encouraged us in drama, puppet shows and giving short talks to the whole class in the regular Friday-afternoon Storyteller’s Club
  • keen fell-walker Mr Douglas, the perfect example of a pipe-smoking headmaster with a voice like Gandalf with a Yorkshire accent.
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Clay head from my third year in Mr Thompson’s class, booklets and painting of the rebuilding of Golden Square, Horbury, from my fourth and final year at St Peter’s in Mr Lindley’s class (called 4D rather than 4L, we might not have been the perfect class, but we weren’t that bad).

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The Horbury Tapestry

Self Portrait, Batley, 1967

sketchbook

I featured my dad’s shaving mirror (which is still hanging on the wall in my studio) in this rare pre-beard self-portrait of myself, aged 16, from my first year at Batley School of Art in 1967.

I’d recently come across dip pen and Indian ink for drawing and I was fascinated by 19th century engravings, hence all that cross-hatching. This was probably drawn with the finest nib I’d come across, the Gillot 1950.

Self portrait sketchbook

At about that time I’d been reading J. W. Dunne’s An Experiment with Time and Nothing Dies, which might explain my interest in infinite progression:

  • the drawing isn’t complete without the sketchbook that is lying on the table in front of the mirror
  • drawing of the sketchbook isn’t complete until it includes said drawing
  • and the drawing of the drawing isn’t complete until . . . etc, etc, ad infinitum

Skechers

trainers

My last pair of Skechers proved so comfortable walking around Paris that I’ve gone for another pair.

shoe box

Groundsel, Fern and Sail Plant

A closer look at some of the uninvited plants which have made themselves at home around the raised bed behind the pond: groundsel in the disturbed soil (we do occasionally dig it) on top of the bed, lungwort at the edge of the wood-chip path and Spanish bluebell in damper soil.

fern

A couple of house plants: a fern and our new sail plant, Spathiphyllum.

sail plant

Tilley Hat

The woolly hat season is over it’s onto sun hats and with my Lowe Alpine Aleutian standing by for when this dry spell ends.
Delighted that a deer hide glove, which I’d assumed has disappeared into a compost bin amongst hedge trimmings, turned up today in a drawer at the back of the garage.

Cauliflowers

cauliflowers

Cauliflowers are ideal subjects for me to practice drawing as I attempt to get my right hand back in full working order.

cauliflowers

These, drawn in Adobe Fresco on my iPad, were some that I photographed at a greengrocers in Les Halles, when we visited Paris last month.

cauliflowers at Les Halles

Cauliflowers featured in Léon Lhermitte’s monumental painting of the market at Les Halles, on display at Le Petit Palais.

My drawing of cauliflowers at Les Halles from Léon Lhermitte’s painting.

Skechers Arch Fit

My latest trainers, Skechers Arch Fit, made in Vietnam, so currently in line for a 46% tariff in the USA.

In 4 days in Paris we walked 33 miles from Batignoles in the 17th Arrondissment to Montmartre and as far as Shakespeare & Co in ‘Kilometre Zero’ by the Seine opposite newly restored Notre Dame.