Set foot in studio, aircon on low, drawing on day bed... well, its something!! Plan to return to work tomorrow having shaken off the tristresse of family loss.
Just had an online interview with Marcus Carney in the course of which the nature and evocation of creativity came up. Dammit, now its over Im thinking more thoughts; none of which matter, of course. What is produced, how, and where it goes- pragmatic thoughts - more useful than the nature- of stuff.
l'esprit d'escalier rollin along
Storm has broken the weather, pro tem - more small swifts and house martins dead on pavements, thought the heat was killing them but now its the rain.
More drops of blood on my balcony terrace too.
On the plus side, my brother and his two boys are arriving. Bobs nephew and niece are charming. Next few days will be fun :)
Needless to say, no work done.
Made it though July, hurrah - now finding the splendid blind over the big vellux makes the first studio - the one with air con - too dark to paint in. lalala.
So did some drawing over the latest Hommage. Rather worrying as its a portrait of my heart consultant who is veryhmm very apparent. He has long hair worn loose and always wears a mask, anyone who knows him will know him.
Can't be helped, I guess. Def part of the entropy-and-death ness of it all. Don't suppose he'd care, should he ever see it -
Nothing achieved except the awful works-in-progress turned to the wall. BUT adorable Norbert came round and fitted a blind over the velux which will make working a deal easier if I ever get to it.
Got visitors, young and opinionated in the right way. Been touring and will continue for a while.
Woke bright and early and cool, praise be - so straight to studio before the day becomes too hot.
-Im trying to draw the next in the Hommage a Kitaj series and so looked for photos of the others so that there should be a level of consistency in format. Couldnt find any on line. Then it dawned on me that the portfolio with them in was next to me in the studio...
will photograph the lot when this ones done. Maybe.
What with not sleeping - sweaty heat - and not breathing - dust, smoke, what-have you - nothing is being achieved. A bit of fiction reading in front of a fan, lots of dozing.
And lying in a cool bath, that's such a grace. Otherwise irritable, mecontent, judgemental... on the plus side, a sudden call from the heart surgeon to see him tomorrow evening which I hope will enable the change of meds. necessary for a balanced body. Coupled with a Monday morning RDV with doctor, joy joy, should get sorted.
Spending time in the studio because its got the aircon unit installed - and cleaning up. Resolved to finish scanning press books, as the basis for a biography of sorts. My brother Steves death has shown that memories are inaccurate and transitory and while this doesn't particularly matter, I don't think, Id rather get stuff down while I can remember it.
