I found it to be a killer year - it was art of the 20th C and was therefore a horrendous morass of truly nasty critical theory so I completely dropped painting and even sketching. So it's back to scratch and trying to remember which end of the brush to use etc.
Out with the old peppers - a half-hearted attempt as just did it on a desk without didn't do a proper set up . The house is upside down from what seems like endless building work, so it's all too much of a bother finding anything.
I've bought myself water based oils - a) because I'm messy as anything and get paint everywhere and b) cos I thought it might be easier to being the paints on hols.
I've sat in the garden a few times giving it a go, it is a bit subjectless out there though, but at least I'm practicing again. I thought I better get accustomed to the new paints.
We went off to Corsica and I very diligently packed the paints, but they never came out of the bag! It's kind of hard to put aside that sort of time when ye are all off doing nice stuff together, and I suppose I chickened out too. I did do some simple sketching though, so I wasn't utterly and entirely useless.
I tried this a number of times, the view down on St. Florent from the terrace, but it was always the late evening by the time I tried it, and although the light was nicely hitting the town when I started, it had always gone by the time I got around to colouring in! Hence, sort of dull. But I do like having this sort of thing as a little record.
This was my one and only attempt to paint out in the big bad world, i.e , not from the safety of the house. I sat under a brolly while the others were snorkeling. It is only a quickie, not least because the lady in the hat under the pink brolly seemed highly suspicious of the way I kept staring in their direction.
Nice to be giving it all a go again.
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