Author Archives: pjkirk

Michael’s Robe

Michael is a favorite model of mine. Too many of the male models think they need to be body builders, but those stiff body types don’t lean themselves to natural poses. If you are looking to hire a model, Michael is professional and very easy to work with. Shakespeare said “the eye is the window to the soul.” I disagree […]

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View from the Tracks

If you’ve driven down Highway 1 from San Francisco to Santa Cruz, you’ve passed through Davenport. It’s a nice place to stop for lunch. Afterwards be sure to take the short walk to the beach, the path crosses the railroad tracks. I painted this scene while standing a few feet from the tracks. From there I had […]

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Breakfast at Findhorn Marina

One morning I drove down to Findhorn Village and had breakfast at the Captains Table at the Marina. A mini Scottish breakfast consists of a friend egg, bacon (ham with crispy fat on the sides), sausage, toast and beans. I skip the beans and sausage (what I’ve had so far has a got a mushy mouth […]

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Bona Lighthouse – Step-By-Step

Once the smallest manned lighthouse in the UK, the Bona Lighthouse on the Caledonian Canal kept ships safe with a single paraffin lamp in a bedroom window. Today the building has been restored into a holiday house, rooms rent for about $100 a night. Ever since I saw this tiny lighthouse from the window of the Jacobite […]

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It’s a Dog’s Life

Every town has a High Street, the equivalent of Main Street USA, and on High Street you will meet people and their pooches. This lass even brought her Irish Setter to the Piper’s Competition. The Scottish people have a high opinion of their canine comrades and the shopkeepers know it. Most towns I visited had […]

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A Staircase to Ideas

As many of you know I rented an art studio in Scotland for a few months. I got the keys Friday July 31. It’s at the Moray Art Center on the Findhorn Foundation property about five miles from the town of Forres. Forres is a town of 12,000 residence about 20 minutes east from Inverness. The […]

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Form and Function

On its own, this solitary bronze sculpture is a show stopper in an inconspicuous dirt path in the Cawdor Castle walled garden. When you get up a close to Orchid Tree bird feeder you notice it’s not just a decorative addition to the walled garden, it’s performing an important role in the ecosystem as well.  Scottish artist Illona Morris, must […]

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The Stalker became the Slalked

How could anyone resist stalking this little Stalker? (Gaelic, Stalcaire, meaning Hunter or Falconer) I was 17-miles from Obin when I saw this magical site and nearly put the Corsa into a ditch.  Wee Stalker Castle is perched on a tiny rock island just waiting for Repunsel to toss her long braid out it’s tall window.  It was built […]

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A River Really Does Run Through It

You can sail right through the heart of Highlands on a boat. The Caledonian Canal connects the Scottish east coast with the west coast. The canal was constructed in the early nineteenth century as a way to provide jobs for the displaced highlanders. The canal runs about 60 miles from Inverness to Fort William. Only one third of the entire […]

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Ever wonder what a Scotsman wears under his kilt?

The answer: Shoes and socks. On Saturday I watched the European Pipe Band Championships in Grant Park. It’s the second largest competition in the world and features thousands of pipers and drummers and over a hundred bands, competed to be European Champions in their grade. In the background you can see the Benromach distillery banner. […]

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The Monster Patrol

No trip to Scotland would be complete without a boat ride on Loch Ness. This impressing 23-mile long fresh water loch is a mile wide and 700 feet at it’s deepest point. Our cruise ship is named after Jacobitism, a political movement in Great Britain and Ireland that aimed to restore the Roman Catholic Stuart […]

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Castel and Tea Party

After exploring Inverness, we spent a day focused on writing and the follow day we took a coach (poshe word for bus) to Cawdor Castel. We ate a sack lunch on the grounds and then toured the castle interior. No photos alowed inside but the castle grounds were full of photo opportunities.   After three […]

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What a HOOT!

On my travels with the writing group we spent a day in Inverness.  Inverness is the governing body of the highlands and where the River Ness begins. Laura and I walked along the river to the botanical gardens, where because of the cooler weather in the highlands, the azaleas and rodidendrons were still in bloom. After […]

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I’m Feeling a Little Pictish

For the two hours Calum Mc Williams was inking my tattoo, he killed time telling me about the Pictish people who inhabited Northern Scotland. The Picts were infamous marauding tribe named by the Romans because they had pictures (tattoos) on there skin. They were a dominant force in what is now Scotland for at least […]

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Findhorn Stone

I see three grey stones laying at the base a fir tree. They are resting in pine needles. The needles on top are green, then yellow and then dark orange needles at the bottom. The middle stone is the most interesting to me. It is cow-patty flat like the ones I saw this morning in […]

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Logies Steading

Yesterday my new pal Dave and I went for a hike in Logies Steading along the Findhorn River. It rained off and on and bounced off birch leaves then trickled down around us. The river is wide and rock lined. In several spots it narrows and rapids roar past. The trail follows the rivers edge and […]

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