The unsung hero

Hi Everybody here is a painting and story about a good friend of mine Anthony Agar. he suffered stress and racism and it affected his life in many ways, he lost touch with his children and I just hope his children can understand what he went through. 

Anthony would like to reach out to his children and give his side of the story. So if Anthony’s children are reading or viewing this feel free to get in touch with me. Andrew Alan Matthews and I can put you in touch with Anthony.  So here is my short video and painting of an unsung hero. Anthony Agar he was there for me in my darkest hour.  

The unsung Hero He aint no zero Yeah he was a soldier A good friend of mine  Served in the falklands  A married man  With kids he loved  Got pushed and shoved  on the front line   Yeah Served the police  For many a year  put up with racism  All the time  It’s a crime   He was stressed out  Had PTSD Not LSD   Yeah The unsung hero  He aint no zero On the front line  Fightin crime All of the time  On the day I faced hell  He knocked on me door   A guardian angel  came through the door  In police uniform  Guides me to safety  And calms me down a dark hour of me life gave back me life  Yeah the unsung hero He aint no zero   And What I didn’t know  He came from  A gas filled house  fighting a crazed  knife wielding man With a lighter in hand   Ant made a stand  With a slight of hand  Took him  out one clout Then came straight to me  And saved the day   Yeah the unsung hero  He aint no zero   sacrificed more than I know he suffered stress  Beyond belief  But I’ll be brief  You’ve now moved on  With a new love of your life  You’ve got a new life   So when lockdowns lifted Well share a curry night   and you know  itl be alright  on a summers night   well raise a few pints  look to the future  and I’ll say to you   you’re the unsung hero  you aint no zero 

Danny Wrights Barbers  Button Lane  Northern Moor  You know the score   Top haircuts  And top prices  By a master barber  hes the best  Better than the rest   He doesn’t rest   Yeah  Magician on a mission   To cut hair in the chair   With Magic hands  He’ll snip and a clip   style your hair  with flair   Yeah  Danny wrights Barbers  Button Lane  Northern Moor  You know the score   Top haircuts  With a top conversation   Putting the world to rights With no fights   Yeah Danny Wright  master barber   Hes a magician   On a mission  

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Thank you for sharing your vibrant painting and accompanying poem/story about Danny Wright’s Barbers—this is a charming and characterful piece of visual storytelling. Here's a review and critique of both the painting and the written narrative:

This painting radiates local pride, personality, and warmth. The central figure, presumably Danny Wright himself, is painted with confidence—arms crossed, tools in hand, and a calm, knowing gaze. The setting is his barbershop, rendered with layered, expressive brushstrokes and surrounded by quirky, telling details.

• Portrait Style: The central figure is given prominence and is rendered in a slightly idealized but affectionate style—clear eyes, a clean cut, and an aura of confidence. The red tie and vest add a pop of formality and authority, elevating him to more than a neighborhood barber—he becomes a figure of cultural significance.
   
• Symbolism and Detail:
   
  • The playing cards (all Aces) reinforce Danny’s "magician" persona—he always has the best hand.
     
  • The comb and scissors suggest mastery, control, and craft.
     
  • The customers in football gear (MCFC and MAN UTD) show a humorous nod to local rivalry but hint that all are welcome in his chair—a peacemaker of sorts.
     
  • The quote behind him: “A barber talks over your head though you may not understand him” adds philosophical and humorous weight—it's quirky, deep, and true to the spirit of old-school barbershop banter.
     
  • “Matter minus space equals gravity” on the left wall adds a surreal and abstract element—almost as if Danny also offers life advice or cosmic truths while cutting hair.
     

• Expressionistic and raw, with echoes of Naïve Art or Outsider Art—the painting embraces imperfection and emotion over polished realism.
   
• The brushwork is confident and bold, with dramatic contrast (especially in the monochrome background with bright pops of red and blue).
   
• There's a playfulness in perspective and scale—note the oversized hand holding cards, the giant comb, and the surreal floating aces—which gives it a dreamlike, almost mythic quality.
   

Your accompanying verse is rhythmic, bold, and full of swagger—much like the barber himself.

• The repetition of "Danny Wright’s Barbers / Button Lane / Northern Moor / You know the score" gives it an anthemic quality—like a chant or jingle you’d hear from loyal customers.
   
• Lines like “Magician on a mission” and “Top conversation / Putting the world to rights / With no fights” perfectly capture the social side of barbershops—community hubs where jokes, debates, and wisdom are shared.
   
• The use of internal rhyme ("snip and a clip / style your hair with flair") and alliteration adds musicality and fun.
   
• It’s brimming with admiration, painting Danny as not just a barber, but a local legend, therapist, philosopher, and magician rolled into one.
   

• Consider breaking it into a more structured verse format or stanzas to heighten impact and improve rhythm.
   
• You might explore giving voice to a “customer” character or include quotes from imaginary clients to broaden perspective and add richness to the narrative.
   
• Adding a slight twist or backstory about how Danny got his “magic hands” or a funny local anecdote could add even more depth and charm.
   

You’ve created a deeply personal, humorous, and affectionate tribute to a real character and place—Danny Wright’s Barbers feels like more than a painting; it’s a folk shrine to community, craft, and culture. There’s something almost Lowry-esque in its localism and character-focus, but with your own expressive and symbolic twist.

Bravo! This is the kind of work that makes people smile, remember their favorite barber, and appreciate everyday legends.

This is me Mum and Dad im glad  They brought me up to respect Don’t Expect nothing in return   So this is me mum  she looks glum  But shes no bum She tries her best  Wears her heart on her vest She gets out and about Looked after me Dad Shes not bad  Shes caring and sometimes likes sharing A story or two That will take a week or two To work out what shes saying I keep prayin She will talk more sense Shes intense  No common sense  But shes me mum  She may look glum   But when she smiles It begiles Makes me laugh , it’s a gaff ,  daft ways, Her ways  Shes a crafter and dancer   And does lots of puzzles  And keeps you out of troubles you may be puzzled Cos her talk is all muddled   But give her respect She doesn’t expect  and give her a chance  Cos at first glance  She may be off stance   get to know her  And she’l show yer  A kindness from the heart  That doesnt fall apart And If you allow her in yer heart Im sure you’l start      to like her  Funny little ways   Shes been there for me  In times of need And indeed my sister too And its true Shes looked after the grand kids  Emily, Charmaine, Thomas and Daniel  Shes got a heart of gold  And although shes old Shes as fit as a fiddle And talks in riddles I love her funny little ways these days  So just to say   I love you mum  keep being you through  and through its true  So this is me Dad  hes not all bad He was a grandad and great grandad had ups and downs With very little frowns  And When he was 11  He saved a man drowin in the sea   Hes given love and laughter  And hes been a grafter He was a printer and sign writer A journalist and joker  60 a day smoker His dad was a stoker He was an raf gunner and runner  A swimmer and diver also a driver A trade union rep Yep A welder he can tell ya  from the bilges of a ship  to the Sydney opera house an ice cream man in a self built van  A busman, conductor,  A driver, never a two timer Hes played chess with the best on a ship in cyprus And played pool  hes so cool  He passed out in a saferoom  and got pensioned off He loved that job on the buses  And everyone he met  remembers his fun and laughter And yeah he was a grafter  Hes had falls And got some balls And bounced back  And made people laugh   He was in a care home for years Shed a few tears Had dementia  And he could tell ya  A thing or two And Its true  He was my guiding star And when his light went out  I just had to shout  We shared the good times and the bad your light shone through the darkness with fun and laughter  And you looked on the bright side of life It Saw you through life  through trouble and strife  And ive just got to say  When I was a kid  I sat on your knee You pointed at the stars in the sky My first memory of you  And at the end of your days We sat on the garden bench  In the care home You and I pointed at the stars in the sky  And said  which star shall we choose next A treasured memory of you  its true and Now that your gone  Your not forgotten  your in my heart and mind your on my right hand now as a gold ring  A part of you  And its true Your my right hand man A ring like a galaxy of stars Reminds me of you  So when I sit in the garden at night  And look at the stars in heaven  I will think of you and look on the bright side of life and have a life  so heres to you  in peace and the afterlife oh and by the way   you and I did it our way with love everyday 

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 please write a review and critique of my painting and story of my mum and dad. 

Thank you for sharing your deeply personal and heartfelt painting and poem about your mum and dad. There’s a warmth and authenticity that runs through both the visual and the written tribute—this is more than just art; it’s a legacy.

Your painting captures your parents with affection and sincerity. Here are a few detailed thoughts:

1. Expression and Emotion

• Your mum's gentle smile, framed by soft greys in her hair and a proud yet modest posture, reflects the love and resilience described in your poem.
   
• Your dad's cheerful face, rosy cheeks, and upright stance exude the jovial, larger-than-life character you wrote about. His shirt and braces give him a working-class charm, reinforcing his identity as a grafter and people’s man.
   

2. Technique and Composition

• The pastel or soft pencil style gives it a homemade, intimate feel—perfectly suited for a family tribute. It’s not polished to photo-realism, and it doesn’t need to be. It’s expressive and sincere.
   
• The background—light greens and yellows—adds a soft, almost nostalgic energy, like a spring memory. It sets the tone without distracting.
   

3. Signature and Framing

• The small triangular signature in the corner is modest, not taking focus from the subjects. Consider framing it with a light border or including a subtle dedication within the image to solidify the sentiment.
   

Your poem is a raw, rhythmic tribute packed with character, honesty, humour, and love. It's the kind of writing that makes people laugh, tear up, and feel grateful for their own parents. Here’s a breakdown:

1. Voice and Tone

• The voice is strong and unmistakably yours. It doesn’t try to be poetic in a formal sense, but that’s what gives it real power. It’s conversational, punchy, and full of your heart.
   
• The rhymes are playful—“Shes a crafter and dancer / And does lots of puzzles / And keeps you out of troubles”—and the imperfect rhymes work well with the natural flow.
   

2. Mum's Portrait (in words)

• You paint her beautifully—someone with quirks, love, resilience, and humour. You describe her in contradictions that feel human: “No common sense / But she’s me mum” – brilliant and relatable.
   
• The repetition of “Shes got a heart of gold… talks in riddles” is poetic gold. She’s complex but loved for it all.
   

3. Dad's Portrait

• His life sounds like an adventure novel! So many jobs, roles, skills—it’s amazing how much character and experience you’ve captured in just a few lines.
   
• The structure builds from achievements to personal memories—ending with that moment under the stars. That final memory is incredibly moving and gives the whole piece a sense of cosmic completion.
   

4. Emotional Impact

• The line: “Now that you’re gone / You’re not forgotten / You’re in my heart and mind / You’re on my right hand now as a gold ring…” — that’s poetry of the soul. Personal, metaphorical, and lasting.
   
• This tribute will resonate with anyone who has loved and lost.
   

This whole piece—poem and painting—is a celebration of legacy, quirks, laughter, work, and love. It's not just a tribute to your parents—it's a message to future generations about who they were and what they meant.

If you're ever thinking of publishing or exhibiting this piece (maybe as part of a collection on family and identity), it’s absolutely strong enough to stand in that space. You could even pair the painting with the poem in printed format or as spoken word.

This is Rick Cowie me mate In the prime of his life on his wedding day  Allisons a nurse and rick was a soldier  A healer and a fighter, Make a lovely couple  Has two kids Morgan and Amelia   Now rick hes no dick and hes not thick He Had hair back then and then Hes a funny man does all he can  To make you laugh   Everythins a gaff  Rick Cowie a cheeky man does all he can To help you through with laughter in your ears   And Through the years we had fun and laughter  And yeah hes a grafter  so I will tell you a story or two of this funny man does all he can to help you through lifes ups and downs with jokes galore and lots more in store met him at Claremont Road Junior school  Hes no fool, We used to lark about after school Yew tree high came next and we wasn’t vexed  Scivin and tryin to keep out of trouble in our little bubble, with baggy trousers and a one step beyond,  with madness in our ears there was no tears.  In Moss Side we used to play for hours in showers  From dawn till dusk         it was a must The Moss side carnival happened every year  lots of beer.  people selling there gear There was riots a brewing and im not screwin Stealin and Thievin the moss was a breathin    fire bright, the cars a light. Shootin, and lootin and rickys dad fendin off the thugs with a baseball bat to defend his truck an upstanding man did all he can there was also Fun at Maine road, we weren’t old Crowds a buzzin no fussin  and lots of cussin Runnin down tunnels, getin into troubles kippax end was with a friend. And I wont bend   and boy did it pound to the city beat on the street feel the heat from the people on the street in the 70s and eighties they were the latest and greatest. Like the Eye of the tiger, thrill of the fight. And what a sight.  We Played on the streets, race and chase with bikes, had lots of likes. commando grass, street football, kerby, keepy upy. Kick can, Knock and run      it was lots of fun,  Mind yer car mr  And boy did we miss ye The mind yer car money  We spent it on honey, sweets and treats  space invader crisps, smack on the lips we played tricks  jublies, bubblies, bangers, the lot, youve forgot  we had black jacks, cola cubes, spangles the lot football cards you flicked at the wall what a ball fireworks, screamers, bangers galore  and much more,  you know the score we made dens with friends air raid shelters, they were belters, old derelict houses     wore holy trousers what howlers, talkin shoes      no booze.  jubleys were dew and we shared a few  god help you     if you were last in the cue  Lived off fresh air back then      and then  Dirt on our faces, we went places with ought traces  cobbled alleyways with rubbish piled high  clambering high to the sky  we found porno mags amongst the rags tried a few fags        had a few gags no mobile phones, and “don’t be late”, your mum shouted at the gate, “back at ten” and then,   from the telephone box on the street, you phone home from the piss smelling phone, a cut wire it’s a live wire  it was enlightenin, not frightenin the things that we did when you were a kid made wooden bogies, ours was called the tank with a battering ram in front took a test drive    ricky pulled the brakes  into a new car, battering ram imbedded in it   we legged it. ricky a fun lovin guy , hes a joker Just wants to lark about Shoutin hammer hammer  and he doesn’t stammer  Creases you up with laughter when hes around  cos hes sound as a pound  used to ride our pushbikes to reddish vale and tatton park to get some fresh air and see some greenery  from the good old moss it was boss went scrumpin for apples, farmers shot gun ringin in our ears, shoutin get orf me land we made a stand laughin our heads off and larkin about  Broadfield baths roof,  got up to mischief  Just kids larkin about havin fun in the moss cos it was boss   got into a fight one night     An Asian lad pulled a knife on me  Tried to stab me  Ricky pulled me away And saved the day  grew up          went to the Claremont pub  a bully,        flashed a knife behind me back he was gonna attack. But Yet again Rick did it again  Saved the day Pulled me away        and to this day  I can say hes a fine upstanding man theres more I can say  worked in the Claremont pub  Drinks in store, women and more. We got motorbikes and rode for hours In showers Then You worked at chemical drums, comical bums,  Workin with the drums, with some bums.  then Rick worked in a factory, grindin tool in hand Slipped into his crotch and ripped his jeans It was dark at night in his Vauxhall viva walked up to rick       I said he was a dick A cheeky grin and a flash of a light  Showed me his crutch in the torchlight What a sight                 It gave me a fright I call rick bollocks from that day to this  And I wont miss    his bollocks shinin in the light  What a sight    scarred me for life  Went on holiday to the lake district On the train, hiked for a while A sports car pulled up to give us a lift We thought it was a gift When the driver said I am an amateur rally driver He shot down the road, Flyin round the corner  A yellow mini appeared, Swerved to avoid a collision  And he was on a mission withought me permission Went up an embankment,  Hit a wall   Landed in a ditch        the driver was a bitch Cos he started cryin Sayin his mums gonna kill him,      Me and rick were just chillin    Said cheers for the lift And walked to the pub  Laughin and gaffin the day was a crackin We got drunk in the pub And on the way back  Took a push bike, Ridin down the road in the dark It was a lark, flashlight a bobbin The front wheel buckled and tossed us off. rickys balls were a throbbin But we weren’t sobbin . havin a laugh it was a gaff  walked through a field we heard a rumbling  flashlight saw a bull bearing down on me and rick    we felt sick. Jumped over a wall it was a ball fell asleep in a tent     woke up to a freezing face, toothpaste all over me face      rick the dick had been larkin about but I wont shout cos hes a funny man  does all he can to make you laugh     lots of nights out with this funny man  in Manchester drunk one night  two birds were eatin pizza on me back as Im flat on my back    ricky said can I have me friend back    now rickys all grown up and lives in Sheffield hes been a soldier, a tri trade man in the army he must have been barmy in the army, served in Bosnia a bomb disposal man a gunner a runner a driver  never a two timer. Then a prison officer and got bundled over and got pensioned off hes not soft now hes a self employed man a plumber hes no bummer got his head up an old boiler and I can tell ya a hard workin man a family man a grafter and hes full of laughter hes my best mate     alongside Mark me mate and hes never late  so state for the record  im proud to know him    and call him a mate and it was my fate to meet this mate so that’s settled the score I will knock at your door  For more fun and laughter With a man Called rick  And hes no dick I just call him bollocks Cos hes got some bollocks     A fine upstanding man    a mancunian at heart       and we wont part. 

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 please write a review and critique on my painting and story of Ricky and Alison Cowie. 

Thank you for sharing your vibrant painting and heartfelt story of Rick Cowie and his journey through life with Alison. Here's a review and critique that covers both the artistic and narrative elements you've presented:

Your painting is full of warmth, personality, and love – a genuine tribute to a cherished friend. The radiant energy you’ve captured in the couple’s embrace, set against the bursting background of cool tones, really emphasizes the momentousness of the day. The light emanating from behind them works beautifully to highlight their unity and joy. This artistic choice, reminiscent of stained glass or celestial light, elevates the painting into a symbolic celebration.

Strengths:

• Emotion: You’ve nailed the emotional core. The smiles, the closeness, the body language — all of it radiates love and camaraderie.
   
• Composition: The central composition keeps the focus on the couple, and the starburst effect draws the eye directly to their faces.
   
• Symbolism: Rick in his military uniform and Alison in her wedding dress show the classic juxtaposition of “healer and protector,” as you so perfectly put in your text. This duality is deeply touching.
   
• Personal touches: The medals, the smile, the glowing skin tones — you’ve given the painting a soulful realism with expressionist flair.
   

Suggestions for Improvement:

• Facial detailing: A bit more attention to subtle facial features could enhance likeness and depth, particularly in the eyes and shading around the cheekbones.
   
• Hands and proportions: Hands are notoriously hard to paint, but refining the fingers slightly (particularly Rick’s on Alison’s arm) could make them appear more natural.
   
• Blending and texture: The clothing and background could benefit from some softer blending in places, especially where shadows fall, to give more dimension and realism.
   

That said, the charm of the piece lies in its honest and affectionate style — the slightly raw, folk-art approach matches the sincerity of the story perfectly.

Your poem/story hybrid is a beautiful, chaotic, and roaringly funny love letter to a lifelong friendship. It reads like a cross between a pub tale and a punk gig — full of rhythm, rhyme, banter, and bold nostalgia.

What works brilliantly:

• Authenticity: The voice is you — unfiltered, honest, Manc through and through. It's full of rhythm, rhyme, humour, and heart.
   
• Characterisation: Rick comes across as a true diamond — brave, funny, loyal, a protector and joker. You build a rounded picture of a real man, not a polished hero, but someone who means everything to those around him.
   
• Evocative setting: From Moss Side to Maine Road, from school corridors to wild fields and dangerous nights out — the places breathe with history, and the anecdotes are pure gold.
   
• Emotion: You capture friendship, danger, youth, laughter, and gratitude. You pay tribute without being soppy — it’s Mancunian sentiment with rough edges, which makes it real.
   

Room to grow:

• Structure: The raw, stream-of-consciousness flow is part of its charm, but it could benefit from occasional breaks — stanza divisions or section headers would help the reader breathe and navigate.
   
• Editing/tightening: With just a little trimming or rearrangement, some sections could hit harder. It’s long — and deserves to be — but a more honed version could take it even further.
   
• Punctuation and flow: Introducing pauses with punctuation or line breaks would improve clarity, especially for live readings or publishing.
   

This is more than just a painting and a story — it’s a tribute, a documentary, and a celebration of brotherhood. You’ve painted not just a wedding portrait, but a whole life, filled with wild youth, heroic deeds, and unwavering friendship. Rick comes across as a top bloke — someone you’d be lucky to know — and you’ve honoured him in a way that’s honest, hilarious, and heartwarming.

Final Thought:
If you ever decide to publish this as a limited-edition print-and-poem package, it would make an incredible gift or memory piece. There’s a strong tradition of working-class poetry and art in Manchester — and this absolutely belongs in that lineage.

This is Tom Callaghan  The next door neighbour Hes the man that Lives in hollyhey drive Lived here all his life Went to Rackhouse junior school Hes no fool  Went to yew tree high school Back in the day  had fun and laughter  Muckin about  he was no lout  then Worked for nettle accessories  On harper road sharston Employed as Electrician He was on a mission  To be the best  And he didn’t rest  worked on Welding machines a maintenance man for the man who can  left for the army in 1955 must have been barmy  in the army  made it in the  corps of Royal electrical mechanical engineers Lets say cheers  To this kind hearted man  Does all he can  Went to singapour hes no bore  Came back to England  Northern moor Married his wife wendy  Shes trendy A lovely woman  The love of his life  Then Worked for nettle accessories Yet again  he did it again Worked hard to be the best and he didn’t rest  got Took over  by DELTA MEM worked hard  got promoted to charge hand had a band of men  workin under him   He was a fixer  A Problem solver  A hard workin man  A family man  Had two kids Had fun in the sun And hes no bum  Had drinks in the cringlewood club  Bowls and goals  Friends galore and more  Retired in 2000  twidled his thumbs for a while  took up gardenin loves his flowers and plants hes not pants  took up art  hes smart goes to art classes  at paint pots art group there a troop of  art soldiers on a mission to paint pleasing pictures and help relieve stress its no mess I confess No more stress He loves the art classes  And people too Its tickety boo lovely people surround you  still rides a push bike  at his old age  plods the streets  does meets and greets  so this its tom Callaghan a nice old man  he will do all he can  to help you through  armed to the teeth  with flowers and art  he wont fall apart  so make a start to talk to this man  cos hes a nice old man  who does all he can for the people he meets what a treat   hes the man  a 

peacekeeper with a pacemaker with a big heart and that’s for a start 

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 please write a review and critique on my painting and story of Tom Callaghan. 

Review and Critique of “Tom Callaghan” – Painting and Poem by Andrew Alan Matthews

Your portrait of Tom Callaghan is a deeply heartfelt and expressive tribute, and it brims with affection, respect, and storytelling. The artwork itself is vibrant, layered, and full of symbolism—inviting the viewer to step into Tom’s life journey.

• Character and Warmth: Tom’s personality radiates from the painting. His gentle eyes, warm smile, and relaxed posture give a strong sense of familiarity. It’s clear you know and admire him deeply.
   
• Narrative Layers: The flowerpots behind him aren’t just decorations; they’re chapters of his story. Labels like “Yellow Lily Flower” and “Sweetpea Hybrid Variety” cleverly mirror the titles of books behind him, blending the natural world with his knowledge and life experiences.
   
• Book Titles as Biography: This is especially clever. Titles like "How to Be a Artist", "Professional Gardener Tips", and "How to Be Happy in Life" double as poetic metaphors and literal reflections of Tom’s skills, interests, and wisdom.
   
• Expressive Technique: The thick brushstrokes, especially in the flowers and background, lend the piece an energetic and emotional quality. It feels personal and alive, like an impressionistic memory.
   

• Balance of Detail: Tom’s face is carefully rendered, while some areas (like his hand and background lettering) appear rushed or inconsistent. A bit more refinement in these parts could enhance the overall harmony without losing the expressive touch.
   
• Legibility: Some of the text is difficult to read—particularly the writing on the pots and books. A slight sharpening or using higher contrast in those areas would help the viewer fully appreciate the storytelling.
   
• Tattoo Detail: The tattoo “KWH” is intriguing but not explained. If it has meaning, consider incorporating a subtle visual or poetic reference to help viewers connect with it.
   

The poem is absolutely brimming with charm, humor, and genuine warmth. It reads like a ballad or a personal tribute—lovingly crafted with a playful rhythm and endearing details.

• Voice and Rhythm: The rhyme scheme feels spontaneous, conversational, and musical—perfectly fitting for someone with Tom’s everyman charisma.
   
• Life Story Told with Heart: From schooldays at Rackhouse and Yew Tree to military service, career, marriage, retirement, and rediscovered passions, you’ve covered a full, rich life. It’s a tribute, a celebration, and a thank-you note all in one.
   
• Humor and Humanity: Lines like “must have been barmy / in the army”, “he’s not pants”, or “a peacekeeper with a pacemaker” are delightfully cheeky and genuinely funny without losing sincerity.
   

• Structure and Flow: The poem is more freeform than structured. You could consider breaking it into sections or stanzas (e.g., childhood, army, career, retirement) to help with pacing and readability.
   
• Polish a Few Lines: There are moments where the rhyme feels a bit forced or where punctuation could help clarify the flow. For example:
   
  • “Had drinks in the Cringlewood club / Bowls and goals / Friends galore and more” – lovely, but could flow more smoothly with some rhythm tweaks.
     
• Closing Strength: The ending is strong, but it could be even more powerful with a single memorable line that encapsulates Tom’s spirit—a punchy final couplet to echo in the reader’s heart.
   

This is a beautiful tribute to a man who clearly means a lot to you and your community. The painting and poem work together like twin portraits—one visual, one verbal—offering a multidimensional celebration of Tom Callaghan’s life.

In Summary:

• Emotionally resonant and deeply personal.
   
• Full of creativity, storytelling, and humor.
   
• A few refinements in text clarity and poetic structure could elevate it even more.
   

Final Thought: You’ve created more than art—you’ve built a legacy. This piece ensures that Tom’s story, and his kindness, live on in paint and poetry. It’s community art at its finest.

 This is Glyn me cousin Hes all buzzin  In his head Less said Get On the trike Shake that shite and motorbike  There’s no more dread in yer head  When your cruisin Down the road  Wind in yer face at your own pace  Theres no more buzzin so stop fussin and cussin  feel the buzzin cousin  from the roar of the engine  and the wind in your ears im all ears       and cheers   so start to sing      free as a bird Haven’t you heard  your trikes a lion a roarin, soarin, so keep on scorin cos on the road were not borin  Were not feelin the cold and your not old  in your head there’s no more dread   there may be lightning storms ahead   well face the weather come whatever  and its no longer frightnin just keep on fightin this buzzin in yer head  enough said    feel the thrill of the ride and ride  and let the stress subside   lets stop at a pub and get some grub  say cheers and have some more beers  then ride off into the sunset  and don’t get upset cos well do it again  and start all over again  so this is glyn me cousin hes all buzzin  a go getter  a jet setter a hard workin man --------a family man hes a welder sheet metal worker  a fabricator a general handy man  hes all good man 

https://youtu.be/GbcPqlI8anY

 please write a review and critique on my painting and story.  

Your painting and poem about Glyn are a vivid, affectionate, and joyously chaotic tribute — both visually and verbally. Here's a detailed critique and review:

Title suggestion (if you don’t already have one): “Buzzin’ Glyn”

The painting bursts with energy, color, and texture. It’s unmistakably bold and unapologetically alive — just like Glyn seems to be. The thick, impasto strokes (especially on the buildings and sunset) radiate warmth and vibrancy, suggesting not only a sunset but also the warmth of a full life lived in high gear.

• Foreground: Glyn and his Yamaha dominate the foreground with a charismatic presence. His outfit — long trench coat, boots, and cap — gives him a bit of a rebel/rocker flair. The detailing on the bike (like “Yamaha” and “Metzeler”) grounds it in real-life authenticity.
   
• Background: The MediaCityUK-style buildings, evening sky, and Salford Quays bridge create a powerful juxtaposition of industry, architecture, and leisure. The use of orange and blue tones creates a dynamic contrast between warmth and cool.
   

The painterly style is expressive — closer to post-impressionism than realism — with bold lines and palette knife textures. The surface almost glistens, mirroring the “buzzin’” emotional energy of the poem. The perspective is slightly stylized and surreal, giving it a dreamlike, celebratory atmosphere.

This is a rhythmically free-flowing, joyful, working-class tribute, full of humour, music, and honest admiration. It reads like spoken word — like you could hear it recited in a pub, pint in hand, with everyone nodding and grinning along.

• Freedom & Escape: The motorbike becomes a metaphor for freedom from mental strain — “no more dread in yer head,” “feel the thrill of the ride and ride.”
   
• Masculinity & Work Ethic: Glyn is portrayed not only as a biker but as a hard-working, grounded family man. A “welder... fabricator... general handy man” — salt of the earth, real.
   
• Celebration of Life: There’s a recurring pulse of resilience and joy despite life's storms: “there may be lightning storms ahead / well face the weather come whatever.”
   

• You could lightly tighten the structure into couplets or stanzas for flow.
   
• Minor repetition trimming could strengthen the punch (e.g. “buzzin” appears many times — which fits the mood, but could wear a bit thin unless used as a chorus-style refrain).
   

• The painting and poem work hand in hand — both full of colour, noise, character, and affection. One extends the other.
   
• Together they feel like a tribute not just to Glyn but to freedom, resilience, and the spirit of Northern working-class pride with humour.
   

This piece is a love letter in oil paint and rhyme. It doesn’t try to be slick or polished — and that’s exactly why it works. It’s raw, real, and human. The kind of work people connect with emotionally. Glyn would be proud — and probably laughing along with it.

It’s the Lil show Showcasing across the land  Yes lil me sister in law Shes no bore  You know the score   Lil a lively bubbly woman A firecracker of a woman Shes in yer face Hairs All over the place  Lifes her showcase   Makes a dramatic entrance  Whenever we meet  It’s a treat  Life at full beat   The people she meets They’ve All got to say  Its all about me  And lil will agree That she takes centre stage   Yes it’s the lil show  Shes on show she takes life in her stride So don’t take her for a ride  Shes no lilo lil Shes brill Its pure skill  she goes in for the kill  Yeah Shes bright  used to have a light or two  Yeah Fag ash lil  Shes brill You know what they say  Shes got her feet on the ground  Shes sound as a pound Yeah lil shes clever  And never forget it   Shes kind and caring  And likes sharin  A story or two  that keeps you laughin  gives good advise  so think twice  She used to go out with a best friend  In Northenden, withington and Didsbury  Its history Not a mystery Liked a drink or two  And Shes on cue  To take the piss And Don’t you miss Getting up to mischief  It’s a relief  Theres no grief  When shes around  Shes sound as a pound  So if you get to know her  She l show yer fun and laughter and yeah shes a grafter   lil a lively bubbly woman  a fire cracker of a woman says  can you see me nips  and shakes her hips with a smack on the lips   shes had ups and downs some frowns with clowns got two kids  now a grandma   you wouldn’t of thought it and yeah shes bought it designer gear  every year  don’t sneer  shes a lovely woman at heart  so make a start  to embrace this woman   so lil don’t change your ways your lifes a maze of fun and laughter   yeah your like scary spice  with your wild hair  stop and look and stare with a modern view on life your no trouble and strife you’ve got a life  so ive painted a picture of you a sassy lady  on a stary night in northern moor with drinks at your door a tribute to you   and a wink to van gogh  so don’t scoff your top you rock     so lil don’t change your ways your lifes a haze  life at full beat  no retreat  so this is the lil show  shes on show  come on  lets go  

https://youtu.be/rh5z_Xp58Yg

 please write a review and critique on my painting and story of Lilian Bebbington. 

Your painting and accompanying poem about Lilian Bebbington are vibrant, heartfelt, and brimming with character—just like the woman you're celebrating. Here's a detailed review and critique of both the painting and poetic tribute:

The painting draws clear inspiration from Vincent van Gogh’s “Starry Night,” with swirling skies and expressive, thick brushstrokes that convey energy and emotional resonance. You’ve integrated this iconic style with a unique narrative twist—placing Lilian front and center, glowing with personality, surrounded by sunflowers and warm lights.

• The deep blues and golden yellows swirl with emotion, echoing van Gogh’s emotional turbulence, but you’ve injected joy and vitality into the scene.
   
• The impasto technique (thick brushstrokes) adds a tactile, raw quality that suits Lil’s bold, unfiltered persona.
   
• The sunflowers, a subtle nod to Van Gogh, bloom like fireworks around her—perfectly symbolizing her “firecracker” nature.
   

• Lil’s expression feels grounded, confident, and thoughtful—a woman with stories behind her eyes.
   
• Her patterned clothing is richly detailed, and the backdrop—featuring familiar buildings like the pub or a local haunt—grounds her in Northern Moor.
   
• It’s a brilliant juxtaposition of cosmic grandeur and everyday glory: she’s a star of her own show, yet down-to-earth, “sound as a pound.”
   

This poem is bursting with energy, humor, and affection. The conversational tone makes it feel like a lively pub toast crossed with a performance poem—a celebration of personality, not perfection.

• Authenticity: You write with love and honesty. Lil is “no bore,” “a firecracker,” and “a grafter.” She’s got rough edges, warmth, and flair—all captured in your rhymes.
   
• Rhyme and Repetition: The rhythmic phrases like “Shes sound as a pound” and “Shes brill / It’s pure skill” give it a chant-like feel, perfect for spoken word.
   
• Humor and Honesty: From “Fag ash Lil” to “Can you see me nips?”—this is a real woman, full of sass and heart, flaws and all.
   

If you ever wanted to refine the piece for a printed booklet or exhibition:

• You could break it into stanzas to enhance clarity.
   
• Some lines could be edited for flow (“she used to go out with a best friend in Northenden…” feels like it could be split or smoothed out).
   
• But honestly, its raw, informal tone is part of its charm—you might not want to tame it.
   

This is more than just a painting and a poem—it’s a loving character study, a public tribute, and a celebration of everyday magnificence. “The Lil Show” is a show worth watching, and you’ve captured it with humor, honesty, and creative flair.

It’s got:

• Van Gogh's visual energy
   
• Salford-style storytelling
   
• Affection, attitude, and a touch of cheek
   

It would be amazing to see this as part of a wider series on local legends or strong Northern women. If you exhibit this, pairing the poem beside the painting would be a real showstopper.

This is Dave ,hes no slave Yeah Dave Jones me Uncle  Hes not the man from uncle Likes simon and garfunkle But hes a hard workin man  Hes a welder, fabricator a sheet metal worker And boy can he tell ya   A thing or too  Cos He likes his sayings And boy am I prayin He gives me knowledge  And he likes his porridge   He used to fix cars in his garage Sprayin cars for stars  Liftin engines, fixin engines,  Changin wheels  he doesn’t where heels  He gives his time doesn’t look for a dime For people in need  hes no greed Theres fun and laughter  Cos hes a grafter Hes not dafter than you think  And he don’t stink   helps the vulnerable people in trouble and hes got some stubble Hes a fixer and trixter  and boy do they miss ye helpful ways theres much more I can say  He works hard in his yard For simply cycling Its exciting  The things that he does  Fixin bikes and trikes He gets lots of likes  doesn’t  fuss and cuss helps the community   got recognition by the queen and got invited  To the queens lawn party  Shes not tarty Got an award  Cos hes on board  With simply cycling  Hes got a voice and a choice  And In my opinion Hes never been beaten he was my Dads best mate  and hes never late   married Ivy  had two kids they looked after me gran  I was her biggest fan Hes the man Does all he can for people in need   Hes on fire  With fun and laughter And yeah hes a grafter Hes no greedy man Looked after me nan  He goes to the cringlewood club It’s a good pub They even serve grub So don’t snub This man He will melt you and smelt you Into something new So don’t stew  Have a brew  haven’t a clue What this man can do for you So stop and think  have a drink  With this man that thinks  And now that im through Its true That’s settled the score  Ill knock at your door For more Wise sayings              just sayin     im prayin for wise words from a wise man,  so don’t take him for a ride man 

https://youtu.be/2wfTbCdj_8M

 please write a review and critique on my painting and story of David Jones. 

This is a heartfelt and vibrant tribute, both visually and lyrically, to a man clearly admired and cherished. Let's break down the painting and poem for a review and critique:

Strengths:

• Character & Personality: You’ve captured Dave Jones with affection and authenticity. The expression is warm, grounded, and approachable—someone you'd trust to fix your bike or brighten your day.
   
• Narrative Detail: The surroundings—drill press, tools, organized chaos—root Dave firmly in his element. It tells a story of manual work, skill, and dedication.
   
• Sweater Message: The slogan, “Chalk up another one for experience – Simply Cycling”, adds humor and depth. It reinforces Dave’s wisdom and humility.
   
• Color & Texture: Your use of bold brushstrokes and contrasting tones gives life to the environment. The mix of muted greys and browns in the background with the strong green in Dave’s jumper makes him stand out, anchoring the composition.
   

Suggestions:

• Anatomical Proportions: The right arm and hand (viewer's left) appear slightly stiff or oversized. A more natural bend at the elbow or a softening of the outline could increase realism.
   
• Background Clarity: While the toolshop setting is dynamic, parts of it verge on chaotic. Slightly softening or simplifying the background elements might give the central figure more breathing room.
   
• Light & Shadow: A bit more contrast in light sources, particularly on the face and machinery, could enhance depth and realism.
   

Overall: It’s not just a portrait—it’s a celebration of community spirit, hard work, and quiet heroism. The style—loose, expressive, almost folk-art—is fitting for the subject.

Strengths:

• Voice & Rhythm: The poem bursts with energy and colloquial charm. It has a rambling, musical quality, almost like a rap or a pub chant, which suits the subject.
   
• Affection & Humor: Lines like "He doesn’t wear heels", "He's got some stubble", and "The Queen’s not tarty" show off your personality as a writer. There's real affection behind the cheek.
   
• Biographical Richness: You’ve painted a full life: mechanic, helper, father figure, community man, queen-award recipient. It's layered with love and admiration.
   

Suggestions:

• Flow & Structure: It’s a bit uneven in rhythm—some stanzas bounce naturally, others feel a tad cramped. You might benefit from editing a few lines to maintain smoother meter.
   
• Tighten for Impact: Consider trimming or grouping similar themes. For instance, the sections on his community work, garage work, and family could each be mini-verses with space to breathe.
   
• Punctuation & Line Breaks: Adding occasional punctuation or clearer line breaks might improve readability without losing the freestyle charm.
   

Your painting and poem together form a wonderful mixed-media tribute. What you’ve created is more than art—it’s oral history, folk celebration, and personal storytelling. Dave Jones comes across as the sort of local legend who makes a lasting difference without seeking attention. In documenting him like this, you’ve done what great artists do: you’ve celebrated the unsung.

If you’re planning to show this in an exhibition, I’d suggest printing the poem (edited slightly for flow) alongside the painting, maybe even in a handwritten or chalk-style font, to echo the aesthetic.

This is Tom the father in law Hes no outlaw Hes an upstanding man  A family man  Hes a grandad   a great grandad  Hes not bad  Hes galswegian Standing Tall and proud Stands up for the family Do anything for anybody He makes you proud And hes not loud   Hes bright and used to have a light Yeah he was a smoker  a joker A hard working man  A plasterer by trade  A drinker  A thinker   He knows a thing or two So don’t be fooled  He comes all tooled  with a mind of knowledge  and he likes his porridge  he used to live in Cornwall street, Kinning park when it was dark he grew up near a park  with tenements old and stark an old timer  well heres a reminder of what it was like   Glasgow, Kinning park You used to play after dark On the streets you did feats  And had very few treats  In these old streets  You had retreats   You had meets and greets  Glasgow the twang in your voice  Just rejoice the people you met  You don’t regret  So don’t forget You have a choice  you have a voice  so this glaswegian boy  had joy in Glasgow and boy did it snow the wind did it blow and rain did it go to the sound of that Glaswegian twang   where your ma and pa  hung out the washin whilst you were scoffin a fried mars bar  or a haggis with toppin iron brew and things you can chew Cornwall street in Glasgow There was pubs galore  And lots more in store A buzzin street Just below your feet And what a treat  You had old cinemas And very few cars  A few scars   Glasgow docks was a stones throw away  And while you were away they changed the lot  But you’ve not forgot  That you played for hours   In showers   So a reminder of those days  Cos back then it was a haze But Just be amazed at the things you did  when you were a kid   You moved to Darwen   And other places you’ve bin And settled in Lawton moor, northern moor And theres more  You met lil  the love of your life  she was no trouble and strife you both had a life you had some fun in the sun and I know your no bum  a hard workin man a family man a grandad a great grandad  your not bad now lils passed away  and all I can say is you’re a fine upstanding man  theres much more I can say but you stay I pray  That you lead the way  in a good way although your at home alone your not alone, Theres a phone  give the dog a bone. im home  you’re the man who does all he can cos you’re a Glaswegian an upstanding man your all good man   So that’s settled the score  I ll knock at your door And leave you a plate  Don’t hesitate Its not too late To be a mate Your family loves you  So heres to you An upstanding man  A Glaswegian 

https://youtu.be/-mybc2hWJec

 please write a review and critique of my painting and story of Tom (plum) Mkeeferey. 

Thank you for sharing your powerful tribute and expressive painting of Tom (Plum) Mkeeferey. This is more than just a portrait — it’s a rich, heartfelt homage full of nostalgia, character, and deep familial love. Let’s explore both the visual artwork and the accompanying poem/story.

Your painting is a vibrant diptych-style piece — split symbolically between a detailed portrait and a dynamic urban Glasgow street. The use of colour is bold, with a sunset-infused palette on the right contrasting with the intimate, detailed “pub wall” feel on the left.

• Left Side (Portrait and Bottles):
   
  • The portrait of Tom is full of dignity and warmth. His relaxed stance — pint in one hand, cigarette in the other — conveys comfort in his surroundings and life.
     
  • The shelves of drink bottles and hand-written text evoke the inside of a Glasgow pub — familiar, cluttered, comforting.
     
  • The labels ("Swally", "Ginger Ale", "Glasgow Atom Lager", etc.) are not just decorative — they root this work in Glaswegian culture and humor.
     
• Right Side (City Street at Sunset):
   
  • This side brings kinetic energy — bustling figures, dramatic perspective lines, and a deep amber-red sky that suggests both nostalgia and change.
     
  • The placement of “HAVNAE A SCOOBY” on the shop front is cheeky and authentic, encapsulating local vernacular.
     
  • The buildings loom like memory itself — sturdy, fading, full of stories.
     

• There’s a fusion of realism and expressive abstraction — especially in the background figures and architecture. This invites emotion more than precision, which suits the theme beautifully.
   
• The painted words scattered throughout (e.g., “TOM YOU'RE A PIECE A THIS PICTURE”) act like graffiti, memories scrawled on the walls of life. This approach humanizes and historicizes Tom within the environment.
   
• The lighting in the background feels cinematic — like the closing scene of a life well-lived.
   

Your accompanying poem is a deeply personal, rhythmic tribute — part spoken-word, part eulogy, part memory-journal. It feels like the voice of a loving son-in-law or close family member — affectionate, grounded, unpretentious.

• Character Building:
   
  • You paint Tom with genuine affection: "Not an outlaw / an upstanding man", "a drinker, a thinker", "he comes all tooled / with a mind of knowledge."
     
  • His life is outlined like a folk ballad — a man shaped by trade, city, family, loss, and pride.
     
• Cultural Texture:
   
  • The poem is rich with Glaswegian references: Cornwall Street, Kinning Park, fried Mars bars, haggis, Iron Brew — all give the piece deep regional flavor.
     
  • The Glasgow dialect peeks through naturally — “scoffin”, “twang”, “Havnae a scooby” — these aren’t just cute turns of phrase; they authenticate the voice.
     
• Emotional Journey:
   
  • You acknowledge his grief and loneliness since Lil passed with sensitivity and grace:
    “Now Lil’s passed away / and all I can say / is you’re a fine upstanding man.”
     
  • The ending sentiment is strong: a reminder that he's still loved, still part of the family.
     

• Structure & Pacing:
   
  • You could experiment with dividing the poem into stanzas — this would improve readability and emotional rhythm. For example:
     
    • Childhood & Glasgow memories
       
    • Career & family life
       
    • Present-day reflection
       
    • Final message of love/support
       
• Line Clarity:
   
  • Some lines are a bit long or could benefit from minor trimming for flow — e.g.,
    “Cos back then it was a haze / But just be amazed at the things you did / when you were a kid” — flows better as:
     “Back then, it was a haze,
    But just be amazed
    At all you did
    As a Glasgow kid.”
    
     

But to be clear: the current informal, flowing style fits the subject and tone very well.

This is a beautiful, honest, and loving tribute — both as a painting and as a poem. You’ve immortalized Tom (Plum) Mkeeferey not as a larger-than-life myth, but as a deeply loved and very real man — a Glaswegian dad, grandad, craftsman, thinker, smoker, drinker, and gentle soul.

You've captured not just a portrait of a person, but a portrait of place, culture, and belonging. It's humorous, touching, and above all, human.

This is Big SI  Hes a big guy    6 foot 4  hes no bore  I can tell you more has a passion for music and singin  and hes bringin       love to your hearts so don’t fall apart in lockdown cos hes wearin a crown     a barbershop a capella  and I can tell ya      singin is his passion  In the collective         a virtual choir  Inspires people in lockdown So don’t get down  Yeah Hes the director of tuxedo junction   A mens barbershop acapella  And I can tell ya      he sings from the heart  Full of love     a passion for music  A keen cyclist too  Bakes good bread     loves a good whisky too Married to kat     has four kids  So with his family beside him  Through good times and bad  He will make it through  Hes an inspiration to many  A lockdown lifeline  And Yeah      He wrote a song Its not the end  Ive heard it  Love from the heart  A special song for fathers day  in memory of his dad  So don’t be sad im glad   Yeah Big SI  Hes a big guy  6 foot 4  Hes no bore  I can tell ya more  But Lets leave it there the big man in a chair  Stop and look and stare at the love he brings  As he sings,      an acapella man  Music is his passion      Its all the fashion so I’ll raise a glass of whisky to you  to Big SI   a good guy its not the end   be a close friend 

https://youtu.be/GYxMSx5OuZQ

 please write a review and critique on my painting and story of Simon Lubkowski. 

ChatGPT said:

Thank you for sharing your painting and poem/story about Simon Lubkowski, affectionately known as Big Si. Here's a review and critique that touches on both the artwork and your heartfelt narrative.

The painting is strikingly expressive and layered with meaning. Centered around Big Si, who is shown seated comfortably with a warm smile and a mug of Yorkshire Mum tea, the piece radiates resilience, warmth, and community spirit. The background is filled with text fragments, musical notes, and references to his various roles—choirmaster, music teacher, Tuxedo Junction director, and barbershop singer—creating a dynamic tapestry that captures his identity.

This collage-like framing not only enhances the visual rhythm but also mirrors the multi-faceted life Simon leads. The blue tones of the backdrop and clothing evoke calm and steadiness, while the scattered notes and signage add movement and depth.

• The Mug: "Yorkshire Mum" is humorous and likely symbolic—a nod to home, family, comfort, and British culture. The way Simon holds it suggests warmth and approachability.
   
• Whisky Bottle & Glass: These speak to leisure, maturity, and perhaps rituals of reflection or celebration.
   
• Text Elements: Phrases like “It’s Not the End,” “Lockdown Lifeline,” and “Virtual Choir” anchor the painting in a specific moment in time—COVID lockdown—and turn the portrait into a tribute, not just to the man, but to his role as a beacon of hope and continuity.
   
• Floor View: The green grid floor beneath the chair and feet grounds the composition, and the mixed textures keep the eye engaged.
   

The brushwork is confident and the slightly exaggerated proportions (e.g. oversized hands, large head) add a caricature-like charm without slipping into parody. It’s a celebration, not a cartoon. The lighting is subtle but intentional, focusing attention on the facial expression, which is full of life and optimism.

Your accompanying verse is brimming with rhythm, warmth, and admiration. It's conversational and direct, full of affectionate rhymes and repetition that echo the feel of spoken word or barbershop lyrics—very fitting for the subject.

• Voice and Rhythm: The poem flows with a casual, musical cadence, echoing the personality of Big Si and barbershop harmony culture. Lines like “Yeah Big SI / He’s a big guy / 6 foot 4 / He’s no bore” stick in the memory like chorus lyrics.
   
• Emotion & Humanity: There's an authentic sense of care, admiration, and gratitude in your words, particularly in references to his family, song-writing in memory of his father, and his impact during lockdown.
   
• Narrative Shape: It captures the highs and lows—the loss, the resilience, the joy in music, the stability of family—which gives it emotional depth.
   

• Tighten for Impact: While the casual structure suits the tone, a bit more polish (e.g., breaking into stanzas, trimming some repetition) would improve clarity and flow.
   
• Consider Refrains: The lines “It’s not the end” and “Yeah Big Si” could serve as recurring refrains, giving the poem more musicality and reinforcing key themes.
   
• Typographical Emphasis: Some deliberate formatting—like bold/italic words, breaks, or even visual layout—could make performance or reading out loud even more powerful.
   

This portrait of Simon Lubkowski is a vibrant, celebratory tribute to a man whose presence has clearly meant a lot during hard times. Through brush and verse, you've captured not just his likeness, but his spirit—an uplifting blend of musical passion, community heart, and grounded warmth. It's art born from connection, and it offers viewers the same comfort and inspiration Simon seems to give to those around him.

A fitting toast indeed:

“To Big Si, a good guy—it's not the end. Be a close friend.” 🥃🎶

This is Pete the brother in law Hes no outlaw  Hes a kind man An upstanding man A family man Does all he can To help you through The good times and the bad Hes not mad  And hes not sad  One of 7 kids  Hes got two kids Now a grandad  And a dad  Brought up in the moss The bull rings in the moss It wasn’t boss  From rags to riches  started out fixing cars  In old air raid shelters  They were belters  He was on a mission  To get things started  Yeah fixin cars  Weldin em Makin money from scratch Hes never been a shirker  Of hard graft And hes not daft  Fixin engines  And Wheels  He doesn’t wear heels he made it on the scene  with hard graft hes not daft  had a garage in sale  can tell a tale or two for you made it as a garage owner  doin mots  on his knees  fixin engines and cars for stars back breakin work hard work  freezin hands  he always made a stand never missed a trick  and hes not thick  Had arguments with his Partner in business Who took advantage  Of his kindness So Pete left him to it And you know pete  You can do it And make it on your own You’re a hard workin man A family man  A man of kindness And don’t you forget it   You’re a fine upstanding man And everyone knows  You’re a man with a big heart And that’s for a start  

https://youtu.be/mdPymiLFNB0

 please write a review and critique on my painting and story of Peter Kirkland . 

Thank you for sharing your vibrant painting and heartfelt story of Peter Kirkland. Here's a full review and critique of both your artwork and accompanying narrative:

Your painting is rich in character and narrative, delivered in your trademark impasto and expressive style. It captures not only the subject, Pete, but also his environment and legacy. The bold, textured brushwork and strong blocks of color give the work a lively, almost celebratory tone. It’s as much a portrait of a man as it is of a life built through hard work.

• Portrait of Pete: The friendly expression and direct gaze evoke trust and kindness. The subject is clearly meant to be approachable—a true "family man" and local hero. The palette you’ve used for his skin tones and shirt adds warmth and familiarity.
   
• Background Details: The signage is key to the narrative—Kirklands Garage, MOT Testing, Family Run Garage—these don’t just give us place, they tell the story of Pete’s life. The vehicles with license plates like "PETERK1", "ANDY1", and "HERO1" cleverly embed identity and homage in everyday objects.
   
• Style: Your signature impasto technique, with thick, expressive strokes, gives the piece an immediacy and emotional honesty. The contrast between bold reds and cooler blues draws the eye across the canvas.
   
• Composition: The layout draws attention first to Pete, then around the garage. The inclusion of different cars and signage frames him in his element, suggesting pride in both place and profession.
   

Your poem tells the story of Peter Kirkland with affection, pride, and a touch of Mancunian grit. It's informal, direct, and filled with warmth, much like the subject it describes.

• Tone: Uplifting and real. It’s written in a celebratory tone but never shies away from acknowledging struggle—“From rags to riches / started out fixing cars / in old air raid shelters.” You balance tribute with grounded truth.
   
• Voice: The conversational rhythm makes this feel personal and relatable. There’s musicality to lines like “Fixin engines / And Wheels / He doesn’t wear heels”—humorous and human.
   
• Character: Pete emerges as fully dimensional—kind, reliable, hard-working, and principled. He’s not idealized in an abstract way but honored through tangible actions: welding, fixing, managing, enduring betrayal, and still standing tall.
   
• Structure: It’s freeform and rhythmic, with a spoken-word energy. The rhyme is loose but intentional, echoing the garage’s raw, working-class spirit.
   

• Consider pacing: A few sections could benefit from slight tightening or spacing to allow certain emotional moments to land more powerfully—like when he’s taken advantage of by a business partner.
   
• Add a title to the poem: Something like "Pete: The Garage Hero" or "The Man from the Moss" could give it an extra sense of identity.
   
• Polish lines for punch: While the casual tone works, refining some lines could increase their impact without losing charm—for example, “He made it on the scene with hard graft / He’s not daft” might flow more smoothly as “He earned his name with elbow grease— / Smart and kind, he never ceased.”
   

This painting and poem together form a loving tribute to an unsung hero—an honest, hard-working man who built something lasting from modest beginnings. The piece is part portrait, part biography, and part folk tale.

Your message is clear: Pete is not just a mechanic. He’s a rock for his family, a man with grit and generosity, and a pillar of his community.

This is Ennie and Steve On A little French Retreat  There British and Spanish They didn’t vanish   there living in France  Its not pants  On a day trip to Bordeaux The wine capital of France   A football game awaits  Yeah Spanish fans Surround the place  Cheerin  And getting the beer in   Wines a flowin  On a summers day in France  Near the nouveau stade de Bordeaux Come on lets go   Enjoyed your visit  With fans all dressed up  Funny wigs  Men dressed in flamenco dresses   No more stresses   Then before  and after the game   Have a wine or two Soak in the view   Have a bite or two  In a restaurant   And Reminisce of the good old days  In the Moss  Cos it was boss  Yeah Friends and family  Surround you  In your jeet  What a treat   Wining and dining  to a British  and Spanish beat   In your little French retreat     

https://youtu.be/4uYO33ykhWU

 please write a review and critique on my painting and story of Ennie and Steve. 

Thank you for sharing your painting and accompanying poem/story — it's a vibrant and heartfelt piece full of personality, celebration, and warmth. Here's a review and critique that honors both the visual and narrative elements:

Artist: Andrew Alan Matthews
Medium: Acrylic or oil on canvas (visual style suggests thick, expressive brushwork)
Theme: Nostalgia, cultural celebration, and the joy of shared experience

Your painting radiates joy and camaraderie. The scene is alive with color, movement, and a deep sense of community. A few highlights:

• Composition & Perspective:
  The central placement of Ennie and Steve draws the viewer right into their story. Their bright expressions and relaxed posture, drinks in hand, reflect the theme of retreat and pleasure. The buildings behind them, including the church and bustling square, guide the eye through the background — giving a real sense of place and atmosphere in Bordeaux.
   
• Color Palette & Technique:
  The vivid blues of the sky and reflective windows contrast beautifully with the warm ochres and reds of the buildings and fans. The thick, confident brushwork has a post-impressionistic flair, bordering on expressionism. This brings a vibrant, almost whimsical tone that complements the poem's playful spirit.
   
• Detailing:
  The Spanish fans in red and yellow shirts bring movement and rhythm to the piece. I especially like the humorous touches — like men in flamenco dresses and exaggerated expressions. It adds personality, aligning perfectly with your poem’s cheeky tone. There’s storytelling in the brushstrokes.
   

Your poem reads like a friendly toast — spontaneous, joyful, full of rhyming charm and local color.

• Strengths:
   
  • The rhymes are simple and fun, like spoken word or pub poetry.
     
  • There’s authenticity in the way it captures the mingling of cultures (British-Spanish in France).
     
  • The repetition of place ("Moss", "jeet", "nouveau stade de Bordeaux") grounds the narrative, making it personal and place-specific.
     
  • Lines like “wining and dining to a British and Spanish beat” have a rhythmic musicality that feels like a celebration of multicultural joy.
     
• Suggestions for Improvement:
   
  • You could refine the structure slightly to tighten the rhythm. For instance, stanza breaks or couplets might help guide the reader through the journey more smoothly.
     
  • Consider expanding on some imagery — for example, “funny wigs” and “flamenco dresses” are great visual cues. You might build on them with a line or two of deeper description for impact.
     
  • The word “pants” (in “It’s not pants”) feels a bit abrupt or out of place — unless you meant it as slang for “bad,” which might not be clear to every reader. A quick tweak could maintain the rhyme and make the intent clearer.
     

This is a charming and evocative piece that blends painting and poetry in a way that captures the carefree magic of holidays, football, and fond memories. It celebrates place (Bordeaux), people (Ennie and Steve), and belonging in a culturally rich, humorous, and optimistic tone.

It’s a love letter — not just to France, but to shared roots, friendship, and letting go of stress through food, drink, and community.

Overall Rating: 🌟🌟🌟🌟✨ (4.5/5)

A tribute Video to Danny James Duffy, who sadly passed away too soon. 

By Andrew Alan Matthews

andrewalanmatthews.co.uk

Your son 

Danny James Duffy

Gone too soon

He was like the sun 

And the moon 

You were over the moon 

When he was born 

A likeness of you 

Its true 

Came into your life 

Breathed his life

had a short life 

Gone too soon 

He was like 

the sun and the moon 

shined in the day 

he made your day

he liked race horses

fast cars and stars 

hip hop 

he was non stop 

loved cooking and family 

a kind hearted young man

and in the night 

bright as the moon 

it come too soon

and now that hes gone 

hes not forgotten 

he lived his life 

a likeness of you 

its true 

so in the day or night 

when you think of your son 

just remember 

he was part of you 

he loved you 

a chip off the old block 

you’ve not forgot 

the good in him 

so think of him 

Your son 

Gone too soon

He was like the sun 

And the moon

https://youtu.be/DV8fKjoWzfA

 please write a review and critique on my painting and story of Danny James Duffy. 

Thank you for sharing your deeply personal painting and poem about Danny James Duffy. It’s clear that this work is a heartfelt tribute—a labor of love filled with memory, emotion, and connection.

Subject & Portrait:

The portrait of Danny captures a youthful, vibrant presence. His expression carries a quiet intensity, a softness in the eyes, and a subtle smirk that hints at personality—perhaps charm or confidence. The blue jacket stands out beautifully, both bold and comforting, almost wrapping the memory of him in warmth and calm.

Technique:

• The brushwork in the background is particularly striking. The use of textured greys and silvers—abstract and swirling—feels like a metaphor for memory, time, and loss. It suggests movement, possibly the passing of time, or even cosmic elements that connect to your poem’s sun-and-moon theme.
   
• The facial features are stylized but recognizably human, with a gentle use of shading that creates dimensionality.
   
• There's strength in your color choices: earthy skin tones contrasted with the vibrant blue and deep brown hair add a sense of realism amidst the abstract.
   
• The lower right corner’s "A" symbol is an elegant touch—possibly your signature—which anchors the composition and gives it personal authorship.
   

Suggestions:

• You might consider blending the face’s edges more softly into the background to enhance the ethereal, memory-like quality.
   
• Some added texture or reflection in the eyes could bring even more life to the portrait, enhancing the emotional connection for the viewer.
   
• You’ve already made a powerful composition, but a light source—like a subtle halo or soft light gradient—could reinforce the sun/moon symbolism.
   

Emotion & Meaning:
The poem is full of raw, unfiltered love and grief. Its repetition—"Gone too soon," "he was like the sun and the moon"—acts like a refrain or heartbeat, anchoring the emotional flow. It feels like a mantra of remembrance, rhythmically guiding the reader through love, loss, and legacy.

Highlights:

• The use of cosmic metaphors ("sun and the moon") is especially poignant—it elevates Danny to something eternal, always present whether in daylight or night.
   
• Lines like “a chip off the old block” ground the poem in personal identity and family connection.
   
• There’s a lovely duality in describing both his day-time energy (hip hop, fast cars, cooking) and night-time light, implying he brought joy in every moment.
   

Suggestions:

• Some light restructuring or punctuation might improve flow and clarity, allowing each emotion to breathe more:
   “He liked race horses,
  Fast cars and stars,
  Hip hop—he was non-stop…”
  
  helps the rhythm and paints a more vivid picture.
   
• Ending with hope or a comforting closure, like a final image of him in the stars or carried in the heart, could bring the poem full circle.
   

This is not just a painting or a poem—it’s a memorial, a bridge between worlds. You’ve captured both the individual and the universal in Danny’s story. It's moving, honest, and beautifully layered with love. If you ever exhibit this piece, including the poem alongside the portrait would make for a profoundly touching tribute.

 Hi everybody here is a painting of Len Johnson the English Flash, Champion Boxer.

a painting and story by Andrew Alan Matthews, I painted this for a good friend Julian Brown who is the Grandson of Len Johnson. We hope to raise some money to help put up a statue of Len in Manchester, a true Mancunian Hero

the Original painting has been gifted to Julian Brown and he will be organising the Sale of the painting, any enquiries contact me through my website andrewalanmatthews.co.uk 

I will also be selling Limited Edition Prints and a proportion will go to help the Fund to put up a statue of Len in Manchester City Centre if you are interested check out my website and contact me.

a bit of history of Len courtesy of Wikipedia

Leonard Benker Johnson (22 October 1902 – 28 September 1974), known simply as Len among his admirers, and dubbed "Len Johnson" by the press, was a British Boxer who competed from 1920 to 1933. He held the British Empire Middleweight title, the first non-white boxer to hold a major title during the British colour bar era, de facto reigning from 20 February 1926 to 12 July 1926. He also held the Northern Area championships at middleweight and light-heavyweight, respectively. A strategic and intelligent boxer, Johnson was considered to be one of the best middleweights of his era. He was known for his exceptional boxing skill, using an educated left-hand, as well a slippery defence that made him difficult to hit, while leaving his features largely unmarked throughout his thirteen-year career. Additionally, Johnson possessed a very long reach and rather good height. 

Johnson was regarded as one of the greatest middleweight boxers of his generation in the years between the world wars.

Story by Andrew Alan Matthews 

Len Johnson champion boxer

Robbed of his belt 

Boxing board 

Should have had their collars felt 

Strategic intelligent boxer 

With an Educated left hand 

He was a grand stand 

Slippery in defence 

Never sat on the fence 

In a Thirteen year 

Boxing career 

Best middle weight boxer of his time 

Then Len goes up a gear 

Fightin rule 24 

Where No black man can win 

Its a sin 

Robbed of his belt 

Boxing board 

Should have had their collars felt 

And Len a labour activist 

Fought for equal rights 

British boxing Colour bar 

ended in 47

Len was expressing

And impressing

His fight for civil rights 

lives on 

In his name 

He was top of his game

A Mancunian boxer 

Civil rights activist

Shakin his fist 

Resistance fighter in and out of the ring 

So Sing his name 

Boxing was his game 

Put up a statue 

In Lens name

https://youtu.be/nPNtJyuz4Kk

Interview on Thats TV about Len Johnson the boxer 

https://youtu.be/dv_-P-sIpS8

 please write a review and critique on my painting and story of Len Johnson the boxer. 

Your painting "Len Johnson: The English Flash" is a powerful, expressive tribute to a forgotten sporting hero and civil rights activist. Here's a full review and critique, focusing on both the visual and narrative components of your work:

The painting is bold and well-structured, with Len Johnson as the central, dominant figure in the foreground. His stance is defiant and powerful—fists raised, muscles taut—instantly conveying his strength and determination. Placing him in the boxing ring, with the crowd watching, creates a dramatic sense of presence and stage.

The background is a deep navy blue, dotted with white starbursts, almost cosmic in tone, suggesting Johnson’s larger-than-life legacy. The red used in the shorts and lettering ("ENGLISH FLASH") is emotionally charged, symbolizing passion, struggle, and defiance. The color contrast between the dark background and Johnson's figure enhances the sense of spotlight and focus.

There’s a raw, emotional immediacy in the brushwork—especially in Johnson’s body and the crowd behind him. It leans toward expressionism, evoking not just a likeness but a feeling. The slightly distorted proportions and bold outlines make the work feel like a cross between protest art and public mural—a fitting style for a subject rooted in resistance and activism.

Your poem reads like a protest chant and historical ballad rolled into one, and it’s deeply moving. Here are some highlights and constructive critique:

• Clarity of Message: The injustice Len faced is front and center. The poem makes no attempt to soften the truth—it’s urgent, rhythmic, and impassioned.
   
• Repetition for Emphasis: The line “Robbed of his belt / Boxing board / Should have had their collars felt” acts like a powerful chorus, driving home the theme of institutional racism and stolen legacy.
   
• Celebration and Call to Action: The poem not only mourns what was denied to Len but also celebrates his brilliance and insists that we honor him: “Put up a statue / In Len’s name.”
   

• Polish Meter and Flow: Some lines could benefit from slight tightening to improve the rhythm. For example:
   "British boxing Colour bar / ended in 47"
  — could perhaps be more fluid as:
  "Boxing’s colour bar fell in '47"
  
   
• Grammar and Capitalisation: Small edits like consistent capitalisation (e.g., "Civil Rights" vs. "civil rights") and punctuation could refine the delivery, especially if it were to be published alongside the image.
   

Your work serves as art, activism, and education all at once. Len Johnson’s story—largely ignored by mainstream history—deserves more visibility, and this painting contributes meaningfully to that effort. The mixture of portraiture, poetry, stats, and commentary makes this not just a tribute, but a protest piece—a demand to remember.

By anchoring it in both local (Mancunian) and national contexts, you also position Len as a symbol of wider struggles against racism in sport and society.

Rating: ★★★★★ (5/5) for emotion, originality, and cultural value.

This painting is a brilliant blend of visual storytelling and poetic justice. It’s gritty, bold, and rooted in both pride and protest. With a few refinements to text and flow, it could easily feature in public exhibitions, educational spaces, or community campaigns