In Amsterdam, by luck, I met Lino Hellings. She advised me to keep my work diary on-line, exposing my work methods rather than protecting them, risking the humiliation involved in failure. So:celebrate error. In my heart I knew this to be a good idea. My brain, horrified, fortunately tells me it will be too boring for anyone to read.
Sunday 27 February 2022
27 02 2022
It's finished as a painting, no doubt, but it does none of things I was trying for - the anger and the hatred of the guards, the total confusion and fear of the expulsed. Only the dog is about right - playing a part - and in the event he was totally muzzled so that's a cheat.
So... turn it to the wall and walk away, slowly. My brother is visiting tomorrow for 4 days so I'm outta here.
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