Week two of 2012 and I’m battling my annual cold, between a commission which I cannot share and a self portrait (which I want not to just yet). I’ve also been trying to bring Rise to completion-Trying being the operative…a perfect case of disconnect between whats on the canvas and in the minds eye. Will […]
Despite best efforts, Rise cannot rise to the occasion until it dries. I think it’s the new organic turps I’ve been using, it’s like a drying retardant, which would be fine except the snails pace makes it feel like it’s still 2011.
Each Solstice, I try to make a concession-or antidote- to the sentiments of the season, and create limited edition cards for my friends. This year being no exception, here is a drawing entitled ‘There’s no angels’ that shall be gracing mantles across the country.
I realize it may sound a little like a fortune cookie, but Art-like life-is an endless endeavor. Often, it means persevering whilst trying to ignore the ever diminishing voices.
For me, a painting never really comes to life until I paint it in oils-it doesn’t fight with me in quite the same way that acrylics do.
My daughter-Emma is in her final year at University, and recently began a series which I feel is her best work to date.