Wednesday 29 January 2020

29 01 2020

Spent the day in Maxs garden with watercolour and ink. Dire work but I so enjoyed it. Silence, privacy, bouncing birds, great views.... terribly HOT, but in sight of the snows.
Marked time by the church clock.
Great. Hoping to get back tomorrow.

Tuesday 28 January 2020

28.5 01 2020

Last of the 5 Poste Frontiere - l like the set, individuality dunno. Cleaned palette, brushes, done some paper studies now head in bucket. Pro tem.

28 01 2020

Signed this piece of silliness off (its for the toques et clochers) Only one more on the go to finish then I'm back to where I was before the interruption. And where was I intending to go then? God knows. Thought it would come back to me as I finished the work but that river has flowed on :) Pas grave. Oh the I have measured out my life in blister packs is nearly finished though I think the actual art of it will be in a photo. Dawdling somewhat for the pleasure of it.

Sunday 26 January 2020

26 01 2020

 Finally - finally! - made it to Carcassonne to see the Courbet. Look at those parallel lines and diagonal slashes :) And the way he applies paint. Astonishing.

Wednesday 22 January 2020

22 02 2020

Not so much finished as abandoned... wanted to go to Carcassonne today to check out their Corbet but driven back by floods. Done nothing; the pix Im on are too wet and Im not ready to start a new set. Flooding kept me engaged.
And Micheal has died so sadness abounds. No, more like anger. Feel cheated.

Monday 20 January 2020

21 01 2020

Trolling along quite happily. Cant evaluate the work yet. Energised and cheerful anyway, dreams v vivid. Rather moral. In that they seem concerned with morality, or what I call morality. Lies (don't); 'I will not listen to this'.

Sunday 19 January 2020

20 01 2020

A 'wedding' dream - echos of alchemy. Very powerful.
Painting trundling along but maybe I want to change landscapes, not paint them... regret my age and incapacities.
Made the  crown thing yesterday and most impressed, following some of Picabias dictum of least resistance. Not finished. Enjoying too much to complete perhaps.

Thursday 16 January 2020

16 01 2020

Still daubing, between distractions. Don't know why I'm so inept... energy low, perhaps.

Tuesday 14 January 2020

14 01 2020

Back at work or what is currently passing for it. Sitting in studio staring at the paintings I was working on before the interruption, wondering what the hell I was thinking. When I get bored with sitting, I daub a bit. Dreadful. Have lost faith in myself.

Wednesday 8 January 2020

09 01 2020

Cleaning nearly done - there's always more, of course - and things nearly back where they should be for my comfort and effectiveness.
I'm easily sidetracked. Delighted myself with this old drawing of Leon so stopped work to frame it.

Saturday 4 January 2020

05 01 2020

Fitting that the first posting of the new year is not about work- again. Still trying to get studio usable, did my back in yesterday moving furniture around. Wearing a large corset affair. Thinking about taking up knitting.