I’ve had 3 days leave from work this week to focus on my art. I’ve begun to accept that C19 is probably scuppering any ideas of a summer holiday so I’ve treated this time as a creative retreat (albeit at home) instead;.
Day 1: I got out on the canal early to pick whatever flora June had to offer, walking along with gardening gloves, secateurs and armfuls of plant life attracted curiosity from two older gentlemen walking their dogs and a couple of older ladies in brightly coloured rain coats – perhaps conversations I wouldn’t have had otherwise. I spent the rest of the day painting a cloth covered panel in Acrylic, setting the vase with a backdrop of my hallway. I like these paintings which document my home, which is as much about place and time as the flora.
Day 2: I woke up feeling directionless now the painting was down, decided to go for a 9 mile run/walk along the canal and photograph the boats and bridges instead. Some research for other ideas I am mulling over. I did a lot of thinking whilst I ran. I let the afternoon drift, achieving very little and then spent an hour in the evening revisiting my sketchbook/research and reconnecting with early ideas.
Day 3: I sat an watched You-Tube video’s on Sign Writing (another aspect of canal life that interests me and i’d like to weave into the work at some point). Then I painted papers and created some collages inspired by the main blocks of colour and shape in June’s vase. I’ve also started some pressed flora collagraph experiments.
Next month I will have a whole year’s worth of flora studies from the canal (albeit i’m missing paintings for January and May). Where has that year gone?