I have been extremely neglectful recently. I have been working away on jewellery projects, designing greeting cards and all those other wondrous little things that keep my fingers entertained. However, it has been a while since I have picked up a paint brush or dotted things down in my sketchbook. It’s probably a good thing that I’ve noticed their absence, that I do need them to be myself. One canvas painting I started many weeks ago has been staring for longingly desperate to be finished. And myself, being myself I ignored it. Bad me.
Having said that I have been neglectful and ignorant, I have finished said canvas. I have yet to think of a title, but I do have a few ideas in mind. It’s a mixed media piece and originally started out in bright, vibrant red, with gold and copper highlights. As more layers have been added on, it eventually became darker and rather different from how I had planned it out.
A little problem has began to bother me – photographing work. The vast majority of my works are tactile and built up in layers of colour and of course have a shiny glaze to top it all off! I just can’t seem to get it right. Here’s hoping practise makes perfect!
Changing the topic ever so slightly, I read a book the other day. It explored the relationship between man and nature, the philosophy behind it and the way in which this relationship has changed. It started me thinking about my art works and how these relate to myself and the surrounding environment. I’m taking at fresh look at my original ideas to see if these still apply to the works I’m producing now. All in all, I need to spend much more time painting and drawing. If only I didn’t need sleep!