Gary Strachan – "Write" Said Fred
Whimsical observations from deep within an erratic mind
Yesterday, while autumnal downpours augmented my already stark mood, manifesting from Leeds' move into tier three coronavirus restrictions, I found great catharsis in my art. This therapy manifesting in the form of pencil drawing three caricatures. Each depicting cast members of the classic 1970's BBC TV comedy Dad's Army, an act imparting a welcome serenity... Continue Reading →
This morning, I spent time online creating bespoke 2021 calendars for family and friends. This spontaneous fit of craftwork producing an A4 size almanac containing one of my caricatures for each of the twelve months of 2021. So, as a Christmas gift, eight 'lucky' family members and/or buddies will receive a year long reminder that... Continue Reading →
It's a rare occasion these days that I drive past the field bisecting the Leech and Allerdene estates in the southern Gateshead area of Low Fell. However, when I am back in the area I was raised, driving beside this triangular shaped field manifests a strange amalgam of warmth and sadness within yours truly. Warmth... Continue Reading →
Saturday 5th May - It would have been my dad's birthday today - The first since his passing last October. Ordinarily on this day, we'd visit him with perennial presents of a bottle of merlot, along with a CD to embellish his eclectic collection. Despite always receiving this predictable pairing of gifts, we knew we... Continue Reading →