Okay so it wasn’t a forest-walking omelette I was painting, it was more of a cat sunning itself on some steps. I was working on my perspective for this and it has come out well. I still have the top flight of steps to work on but it is nearly finished. After such mind-draining angles I opted for a loose landscape of sorts, which I have shown in a variety of stages. It started off very sombre but the addition of cherry blossom has lifted the whole atmosphere of the painting. I have a thing for blossom. Well, blossom on the trees I should say. It gets a bit annoying when it’s all on the floor and being trampled through the gallery! Whenever I try sweeping it up the little petals roll up and go brown, like tiny cheroots. I will come in one morning and see a circle of chain-smoking mice sat discussing Brexit under a haze of sakura smoke. I live in hope.
A catchy title for my newest piece, which I hope to submit to the Tate Modern.
It is of course an under painting wash for the next work. Can you guess what it will be? Answers on a ten pound note, to me please lol. Now I really am joking. I think.
I have finished off the boat scene previously posted, and called it ‘Still waters’ ( an oil on board,) and it already has an admirer. I may do little haiku poems for the backs of my paintings to reflect the subject matter. The words will come easily for this piece as I feel it sums up an emotion. It is more than just a boat and water.
I’ve been busy again this week and finished off a few of the oil paintings on board that I’m currently embracing. I had a bit of a birdfest going on. I also noticed my husband sneakily changed the title of one artwork. I thought ” Shag!” was a perfectly acceptable title, but he swapped it for ”Gone fishing.” Can you tell which one of us is the grown up in this relationship?
Having freed up some easel space meant I could start on a new picture, and as the sun was shining today I grabbed at the opportunity to paint en plein air with another of the artists down at the Tithebarn Workshops, Jackie, who was drawing a three- legged cat called Colin – no really. I had to crop her out of my photo on here because I managed to immortalise her stuffing a boiled egg in her mouth as the shutter went click, and us girls get a bit funny about that sort of thing.
I had a big idea of not painting another bird for a bit so I have started on an ever-changing boat scene. My head was thinking something along the lines of a boat adrift on tranquil water but as I was painting it suddenly ran aground and reeds started growing… I’m going to need another title change at this rate!