Thursday domestic day so not many studio hours - late start after bad night, sat up late drawing and went to bed with the refrain Trinkets for the Rich in my ears. Q. What could be worse than being a maker of trinkets for the rich? A. the rich not wanting to buy them.
There was a time - a brief one - when I thought to paint pictures for my own wall. Nothing Ive done lately I want to hang. Approaching todays work with that idea.
Read Tales of Languedoc from the South of France, Samuel Jacques Brun (Hippocrene Books: NY, 1999) (org. 1899) Charming but no help. Very charming though.
No comments:
Post a Comment