I wanted some simple stencils for my latest WIP, and decided to cut them from botched “works on paper turned into test objects”.
A few detail shots of a large painting in progress, from various stages, Continue reading
When things go wrong because you think too much…
Crossposting from my other blog today while I clear my work table for a new painting session.
“It is a silver morning like any other. I am at my desk. Then the phone rings, or someone raps at the door. I am deep in the machinery of my wits. Reluctantly I rise, I answer the phone or I open the door. And the thought which I had in hand, or almost in hand, is gone. Creative work needs solitude. It needs concentration, without interruptions. It needs the whole sky to fly in, and no eye watching until it comes to that certainty which it aspires to, but does not necessarily have at once. Privacy, then. A place apart — to pace, to chew pencils, to scribble and erase and scribble again.
But just as often, if not more often, the interruption comes not from another but from the self itself, or some other self within the self, that whistles and pounds upon the door panels and tosses…
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I’ve been wanting to try masking out backgrounds rather than painstakingly painting around areas I want to keep from previous layers, as well as creating multicolour outlines Continue reading
Ooops, I fell off the grid for a week due to unforeseen circumstances. Rather than try to catch up to the challenge #21daysinmyartworld I’ll leave the prompts for later postings when I have something to say or show. Today’s prompt is “show the largest painting you’ve ever done”. Mine is 21 years old and one of the few oldies still in my possession because it was on the wall of our old flat.
This is just an ordinary day, and mind you, I’m mostly right handed….
Well, I have the most wonderful studio now. It could easily be twice as big, but it shines because A. I built it my very own self and B. it’s so dead quiet and calm and lovely, it’s to die for.