30th March, Monday 2015

Every artist I meet tells me this is a fallow time. Today Arnold told me that when Huget was alive, she went from full-on to zilch regularly (only he said it in french and it was nothing like that. That was the gist) A dutch artist said that she felt like work but there was nothing there.
Took down the last crop of watercolours - bunged them in a pile in the other studio. Started to rework the Aquinas picture and very nearly enjoyed it. Glazes in blue and red and stuff, had to stop myself because I didnt know what was happening. Will crack on tomorrow.
Pacing myself carefully, resting between bouts.
Still havent proofed the texts/drawings for Drawn. Far too frightened.

29th march 2015 sunday

No work for a couple of days and I realised the watercolours I was arsing about with were done. So started to clear up and prepare the studios for a return to the unfinished oils... I guess it was the dust but after a couple of hours could hardly breathe and abandoned ship. Miserable. Thought I was getting better.
On the plus almost sure the catalogue is finished though have yet to lay it out and look at it, let alone call the photographer in.

24th March 2015

 Goats in landscape - and a photo of a photo of a painting of my father c. 1980. Saw it in St Gallen in the offices of Malick Centrum and snapped it on my portable. Printed and kept on a wall where it is now fading, hence the re-photo.
Remember the sitting so well:) Did three quick paintings in the course of the day and we had dinner in the Fulham road where I ate caviar blinnies for the first time. We talked art techniques since my Dad painted and understood these things; he was naturally curious about my methods.
No idea where the other 2 painting are though one was used as a book cover so  I can find that - probably -

Sunday 22 march 2015

Couple more Morroccan lights - bored with them now and god knows they aint getting any better or going anywhere.

Been tarting up yesterdays landscapes by overpainting with goats -  hey ho -

and below a developments of the fighting bowl I made yonks back. Finishing up bits in the studio.

18 march 2015 Weds

 Been able to do some watercolours, with difficulty as I really can't handle the medium. Wrong brushes and paint for the size of paper plus my studies from Morrocco are inadequete. Nonetheless I'm working in the studio and inbetween times cleaning it and binning the trillion drawings and half-finished half-arsed projects that clutter the place up.

12 march 2015 thursday

Im now officially ill and fatigue is regarded as legit. Chronic bronchitis and asthma, not malingering. Nothwithstanding have managed a few watercolours - little by little.not frightfully exciting - or even any good - but it is lovely to be creaking into gear, to be engaging.
Taken my drawings, hasty scribbles, of Morrocan lights and painting them. They are generally lovely (not my drawings, the real things -) arranged to dim the light and make shade beguiling. Very restful.

10 march 2015

At last, some studio work. Watercolour. Not good. But I remember the sense of purpose, of being focused. Bloody good, that.