If...

... every day I could take time to stitch, spin or dye something, draw or paint something, and photograph something, then I'd get a heck of a lot of work done!

Well today I stopped procrastinating and got out some acrylics to sketch with.  This view has been a strong visual in my mind for a while now.  Something I care about with a passion... light and weather!  Sunny days can be bland and drain colour out of a landscape but a good storm brewing... well that's a whole different kettle of tofu!  I'm trying to stop the infinite detail and go instead for the mood... and the passion.  Definitely a task in progress but I'm proud to have stopped after only 2 hours of frenetic activity and called it a day.  "Not to be fiddled with".  That should be a sign that I stick on everything I paint after 2 hours is up.




















I also have finished an illustration project.  It might become an alternative sort of christmas card, hmm, perhaps.  I enjoyed making up how lady winter might look.  The owl however needed a little photographic reference.  I find that... something I don't know quite so well needs a little prompting.  Skys, stone walls, and water are things I've studied well over the years.  Not just looked at but actively drawn and I can pretty much breathe them into a painting now.  Ask me to draw a horse or a dog for example and it will have a sort of resemblance but be rubbish really... and I own both those animals so see them daily.  I guess it matters how you look then!


Rabbiting on

Rabbits are on my mind.  Hares too.  Searching for myths and legends I have much leaping and running going on in my head.




















Illustrations swirl around, bounding with hints of ancients and I'm drawn to scour away the surface of modern reasoning trying to reveal something of a shared subconscious memory of the past.  I hope my results will live up to my imaginings...

Trying to get a handle on drawing again.  "Use it, don't loose it" is definitely the operative phrase here.   The wet is spoiling the autumn leaves so I must make more definite time slots to capture the colour whilst it's still here.


We're meant to have a longer, more defined autumnal season compared to Canada and America, but it can easily slip by.


Art & fear

It's done my soul good to re-read "Art & fear".  I can't think specifically why but I'm less unsure after it.  One of my favourite sentences is...

"And (apart from starting with and. I don't like that) while a hundred civilizations have prospered, sometimes for centuries, without computers or windmills or even the wheel, none have survived even a few generations without art."

That's a grand observation that is!

Here's the rest of that painting from the previous post.


webs for cobs


Ever on the lookout for textile inspirations I was delighted the other morning at the return of the "autumn drapes".  The misty moisty morning saw a plethora of tiny webs draped like baskets in the gorse bushes across the hillside.  For some reason they only suit black & white photography.





















Near by I've been painting outdoors.  Sketching is an odd thing to do.  It does it's own thing but it doesn't go anywhere.  It captures less that I need for reference.  Maybe I'm not good at translation or using notes.  Perhaps my internal camera isn't accessed that way.  It's almost as if sketching is a beast in its own right.  So I'm giving "plein air" a go hoping it's more to the point.  Carting things around isn't fun if it's heavy and needs a couple of trips so I've tried to whittle it down to a canvas carrier that separates into two boards with canvas/prepared board on each, a light easel that stores the paints, and and... I really must get a little foldy stool and a decent pot for carrying water.  Anyway this is a little snapshot of a small part of the painting as it is developing once home in the studio.  I only worked outdoors until the board was saturated and I'm impatient so just went home once I needed to wait for it to dry.


summer chaos

In the final days of summer the garden is turning into a chaotic splendor and I've been drawn to capture an impression of the riot. I like the idea of it but it's rather hard to look at, lol! Anyway, once again a more serious painting commitment is underway. I hope it lasts long enough to become a daily habit. I'll be back here more too. It works for me to write and share, even though the blogging buzz has diminished, and I hope there are a few of you that still drop by. Love and light to all x