January is one of the few missing months in my Life is not still series. So, at the beginning of this month I added the following to my to do list; “Collect/paint vase of canal flora for January”…..it hasn’t happened, but I know why and, it’s probably the same reason as last year. January is dormant.
It’s not just lockdown, it’s as if the world itself is lying quietly in wait, resting, preparing for the year ahead. The flora hasn’t moved on from December, the barges are battened down, a dusting of snow last weekend dampened the sound, even the ducks seem to be in hiding although, I have seen the blue flash and red breast of the kingfisher and three brave swans bashing their way through the thick icy waters.
One plant which has attracted my attention is the tropical looking Hart’s Tongue Fern (Asplenium Scolopendrium) which grows on the verges all year around between the woodland and towpath. I’ve made some studies in paint and pencil of the long glossy leaves, with their fluted edges and striking pattern of spores. These studies will be tucked away until next January when I will revisit and work from them.
Meanwhile I’ve been working from some of the Canal bridge photos and data I collected during November’s lockdown (given I can’t travel to collect anymore at the moment!) I’m experimenting with the concertina book format, as if the viewer is walking along the towpath and viewing the bridges from either the east or west depending which end of the book you start. It’s a working maquette, trialling different media and ways to depict the bridge images. All a bit literal and figurative at the moment, but evolving slowly.
Slow. An apt word for January and life under lockdown but, slowing down and extra time, brings opportunity to reflect and, the boundaries of constraint forces creativity.