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Scorcher, what can I say? Your imaginative artwork is rather stunning, and so very thought provoking in every way. It is such a pleasure to delve deeply into all the detailed content and wonder what one will find next. This is probably the art equivalent of boys and their toys!
Don`t stop!!
Donald

there's no apology needed for creating such paintings that give immense pleasure to many, scorcher. none at all.

keep them coming.
neil.

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I'd probably be one of those considered a purist and I say 'No apology is necessary'. Nothing is more important to any true artist than finding a medium of expression which they enjoy and, with which, they feel confident. Your results indicate you have obviously found both. The fanciful expression of your work is so refreshing. Keep it up.

Don

Yet another fascinating painting, reminds me of the old Hornby train set I had, my pal and I used to combine our sets and run it along the landing in the tenament we lived in.
Is the next painting 3 seconds later, when the two trains crash head on, the viaduct collapses on to the ship, which swings the tug onto the dock, knocking the Shunter onto its side, spilling hot coals which set fire to the whisky barrels in the warehouse, and the ship being loaded, which blow up sinking the ship moored in the middle of the dock.
Wow see what your picture started!.

regards Jim

Never a dull moment in a Scorcher. It's turning into a good week.

Very disappointing Scorcher, I've looked and looked and can't find the motor bike and have decided it must be parked behind one of the sheds!! (Jester)

no sister........i rode off on it.....it was a tiger 110, lol

Wonderful, interesting, fun ! These ought to be made into jigsaw puzzles.

Tony

After many hours of matching profiles of photos in Talbot-Booth's books and going boss eyed
it is some relief to make up my own somewhat. Thanks to members for taking the paintings in good spirit.
I did what vegaskip did once but broke my beloved 'King Arthur' and that stopped me wrecking my trains.What a rich imagination Jim !!!.
Sister Eleff's comment made me laugh and so to did those of nhp651. which brought back painful memories of a van collecting my dead BSA B33 for twelve quid to ship to Beirut!!
I think one of those crates on the quay may contain it?
Big Ears ' suggestion is a good one but as I do not have a fretsaw nor the patience I am hoping to find a company to offer me a deal !.

How well I remember that day, Alan! I must have been about 8 at the time, and I was hiding behind the chap over by the bridge on the right. After you left, we got into the wee boat and had a row around. Great days, those - before Health and Safety was invented, and we all had a 'right to roam', and I roamed right well...Aaah yes, when we crossed the busy channel, we went between the tug and the big boat. Arrived at those sheds...the dockers taking their tea behind the sheds, wherever 'behind' was...I used to have to heave my own stuff around if I ever wanted to dispatch anything to Toytown - all my wooden blocks etc. But you could go right over to the engines in those days, wind them up with that big key in the side, and off they went again....Wonderful memories....Tony's right...Great work. Donald.