A Visual Response to Today

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An interesting excursion

Having very little room to work in at the moment I bought a cheap pack of 6 watercolour paints for a fiver (black, white, green, blue, yellow and red) and was given a pad of 12 small watercolour papers that cost about seven quid.

Here’s the result

pepepepeA bunch of weirdoes if ever I saw them. Don’t know if I’ll take it up – watercolour painting that is, not sure if it’s my medium.

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Lost Artwork

The new header image of this website (above – although if you’re reading this (as is likely) more than a few weeks after the beginning of May 2015, it may not be above, because it will have been replaced by something else – therefore it’s also below:)

Yn Y Goedwig

Yn Y Goedwig

Anyway – the new header image (new as of May 3rd 2015) above is a photo of one of a series of acrylic abstracts painted about 4 years ago at the end of a pretty rubbish couple of years when the shop I was involved in got crushed by the after-effects of the global financial meltdown that first sneaked up on us in mid 2008.

I displayed the paintings on the blank walls of the almost empty shop in the absence of proper stock to flog. A few paintings did sell but to my shame I can’t remember which ones. Part of the reason for this is that a couple of tumultuous years and house moves later we took up residency in a small terrace where there was no room for all the paintings I’d accumulated :( – (even more sadly there was also no room to paint), so I left them out in the back yard under sheets of tarpaulin – there were over a hundred, some quite large, like the one above which was 800 mm x 1000 mm or 32in x 40in.

A year later we had to move house again and when I examined the stored paintings I found (not surprisingly) that most of them had been damaged by damp and mould. We were moving to an even smaller place, so what to do?

Reluctantly I decided there was no choice other than to grit my teeth and dispose of them, in an environmentally-friendly way if possible. I took the paintings to the new place, which luckily had enough space behind the railings at the front of the house to store them while we completed the move.

When the time came a couple of days later, I cut out all the canvases from their wooden stretchers and rolled them up. I broke up the wood and piled it up along with the rolled-up canvases in the back of our small hatchback. I can’t remember how many trips it took but I drove the loads to the nearest council waste and recycling centre and tossed the constituent bits of the irreplaceable art into their respective skips.

Afterwards I felt relieved but sad. Each one of those one hundred or so paintings was unique and impossible to recreate. Maybe that’s what art is?

Anyway, they were just paintings.

Click here for a link to a previous piece about some of the artwork written at the time of the exhibition in the shop.

PS: We’ve just moved again to a nicer place, maybe the lost art will return . . .



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Bright Environment

This is one of my favourite paintings.

I have had offers for it in the past and have turned them down but I’m now willing to consider sensible offers. I’m very attached to it so make it worth my while please :)

bright environment-1024Bright Environment – Acrylic on Canvas 2003/4 – 39″ x 32″ – 100cm x 80cm

Apologies for the low-quality phone photo. It looks even more amazing in real life

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Orange Mess


Orange Mess

Mixed Oils and Acrylics on Canvas 18″ x 22″ – 46cm x 56 cm

For Sale – reasonable offers please, sure to increase in value
Used for the cover of my short story book – Dead Flowers

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Red Woman on Yellow Background

Some more work in progress – almost finished I think


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Birth of a Blue Woman (With Yellow Flowers)

A Ble Woman with Yellow Flowers is a painting. The pictures show how it developed over a few days. To be honest I’m not sure if it’s finished or whether it ever will be. It will probably end up in a corner of the shed and get chucked during one of my periodic clearing-outs at some point.

It’s painted in acrylics on a home made canvas. Dimensions 65cm x 55cm – about 26″ x 22″

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Blue Woman with Yellow Flowers

Blue-Woman-with-yellow-flowersSome Work in Progress

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Some of my friends


This gallery contains 5 photos.

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Four abstract paintings at Rainbow Pontcanna


This gallery contains 4 photos.

I have a mini-exhibition on at the moment. Over the Rainbow gift shop in Pontcanna, Cardiff, have got four of my abstract paintings on display: Click on the thumbnails to see more. All paintings are for sale at Over the … Continue reading

New Novel – Boys from the Backfields

My new novel Boys from the Backfields has just been published

The cover of the book features a painting I did of the Cefncaeau Estate in Llanelli. The story is set on a very similar housing estate where in 1963, Mick, a 13 year old boy, witnesses the murder of Betty Fish. Half a century later the murder is still unsolved and  still overshadows Mick’s life.


Cefncaeau View – Oil on Canvas

Boys from the Backfields is available as a paperback and as an ebook in all the usual places, or can order a signed copy directly from the publishers Opening Chapter.

More information at http://openingchapter.com/books/boys-from-the-backfields/

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Book Cover for Cheats and Liars

The front cover of my new novel Cheats and Liars

CLFRont temp-small-res

The book will be available in a few weeks, more details soon . . .

in the meantime, here’s the first three chapters

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Opening Chapters of Cheats and Liars

Updated May/June 2013

The first three chapters of Cheats and Liars. Publication Spring 2013.

CLFRont temp-small-resEveryone’s a cheat or a liar, or both. What happens when the Greatest Living Artist in Wales decides to stop playing the game?

Brian Llewelyn is an artist at the peak of his powers, in fact he’s the Greatest Living Artist in Wales. Despite his success, or perhaps because of it, his life seems worthless. He decides to redeem himself by investing heavily in a community arts project.

Following this altruistic path exposes the fragile foundations his success is built on. His life disintegrates and his career evaporates as the corrupt liars and cheats propping him up turn on him.

Cheats and Liars is an exploration of success and its fallout set deep in the psyche of Brian Llewelyn, The Greatest Living Artist in Wales.

* First rough draft is complete. Here’s the first 3 chapters while the rest of the book is being edited for self-publishing in Spring 2013 – unless a publisher makes me an offer before then 😉

* Update May 2013 – Proofreading almost complete – nearly there

* Updated with new small edits – June 7 June 21, 2013

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You should know that I am a cheat and a liar.



“Are you ready?”

I’m in the kitchen snaffling a crumpet dripping with raspberry jam. Of course I’m not ready. I’m never ready. I am a work in progress.

“Come on. You don’t want to be late for your own exhibition.”

I gulp. A crumb of crumpet sticks in my throat. I cough and the crumb dislodges. Jam stained spittle dribbles over my lip.

“Look at you.”

She tuts and picks up a damp dishcloth.

After she rubs the goo from my mouth and from the lapel of the blue linen jacket I grab the car keys.

“I’m driving,” she says, taking the keys from my hand. “You can drink. You always do. Just try not to offend too many people.”

“What’s it matter? They stick like dry shit whatever I say.”

“Brian! You may be known as the Greatest Living Artist in Wales but nobody likes an arsehole.”

“Like? What’s like got to do with it? They don’t care and I don’t give a toss. It’s not real Lizi; it’s a performance.”

“Then perform, pretend.”

She’s right, and I’ll need to drink so that I can stomach the unspeakable pricks. Every year I bare my arse and they come like slime to a stagnant pond, for I have no talent and they have no taste. This isn’t my life. This is some jerk spewing on cotton canvas and picking the overfull pockets of the privileged and the gullible. The gentle boy in me is lost; he’d feel sad to look through these eyes now, to see my betrayal with its parade of pseudosmilers and its fake humility. I am a hollow husk, devoid of depth. I am dead. Continue reading

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Supermarket prices

A contribution of mine for the people’s panel on The Guardian’s comment is free section:

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A strong smell in the car park heralded an in-store promotion. I hate being manipulated as much as I hate the smell of fish, so was immediately irked. It was the first time we had been to a supermarket for months, a visit prompted by curiosity and boredom rather than a desire to pick up a bargain.

We have never liked supermarkets, and like them less now since the lovely local wholefood shop we owned went bust recently, due, in part, to their behaviour. They take on brands tried and tested in small shops like ours and plant them at cheaper prices in strategic positions in their aisles. Then, when they’ve enticed our customers into their emporiums they quietly drop the products or replace them with watered-down own-brand versions.

In the past I’ve worked for companies that supply the big four, and can say from personal experience that they are ruthless when it comes to dealing with their suppliers too. They squeeze until the margins are so tight that the companies supplying them go out of business or are sold off for a pittance to larger brands. Despite our cynical and defensive attitude, we still succumbed to the Tesco trance and racked up a bill three times as high as it would have been if we had gone shopping in the local Co-op.

Don’t be fooled by the price cuts and the friendly visage, the supermarkets exist only to make the maximum profit for their owners; the customers are simply part of the equation, and that equation involves the customer spending at least the same amount of money on each visit. Tesco’s move to cut prices will have little effect on us, the damage has already been done. Who’s next? You have been warned.

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Direct link to the full piece with comments


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A small creature with a brain shouts into the void

can you hear?

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Art Sale Expanded

The Art Sale in aid of Pulse Wholefoods Coop has been expanded and extended, as well as the 6 paintings HERE, an additional 2 paintings have been added to the sale.

These are:


Oil Pastels on Canvas – 8″ x 8″ – 200mm x 200mm

Cefncaeau View

Oil on Canvas – 24″ x 30″ – 600mm x 750mm (approx)

These photos of the paintings don’t do them justice – they need to be seen to be appreciated.

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6 new paintings

Well – 2 from last summer, the rest painted this winter

All are Acrylic on Canvas – 800 mm x 1000 mm, 32″ x 40″


EDIT – Now expanded and extended ***

For a limited period – until Saturday February 19th, these six (plus 2) vibrant paintings are on sale by auction. Starting price for all but one painting just £50. The other painting “Sisters” has a starting price of just £20

To make a bid use the contact form available from the menu above.

This sale is in aid of Pulse Wholefoods Coop and the paintings can be seen in the shop from Thursday February 10th until Saturday February 19th. Winning bidders can pick up their painting from the shop after that or it can be posted at cost.

Current Bids:

Ar Y Bryn – 0, Yn Y Goedwig – 0, Llwynhendy – 0, Lan Yr Afon – 0, Glan y Mor – 0, Pen y Mynydd – 0, Cefncaeau View -£50, Sisters –

Go on – be the first :)

UPDATE: an additional 2 paintings have been added to the sale.

These are:


Oil Pastels on Canvas – 8″ x 8″ – 200mm x 200mm

Cefncaeau View

Oil on Canvas – 24″ x 30″ – 600mm x 750mm (approx)

These photos of the paintings don’t do them justice – they need to be seen to be appreciated.

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Endless Painting


Acrylic on Canvas
80 cm x 1000 cm, 32″ x 40″

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