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.
Wednesday, 30 August 2023
30 08 2023
Sunday, 27 August 2023
27 08 2023
- back at work, nothing to show but brain cleared and stuff happening.
Baffling and difficult but normal!
Monday, 21 August 2023
21 08 2023
Hot, like all of France - just under 40 - very restricting but manageable. Think the mystery portrait is finished, nearly anyway. I stab at it between times.
Otherwise all the art generated here is in my head.
Thursday, 10 August 2023
11 08 2023
10 08 2023
Against my better judgement, allowed Theophile into the studio - but he was into drawing, was focused and engaged and despite not enjoying being looked at (at first) I was able to use him as a model. We'll have another go today.
Realise now - at last - why all those guys like endlessly to paint pretty girls. It's a real pleasure being able to study a beautiful young man.
Sunday, 6 August 2023
06 08 2023
Having gardening leave. Tending my garden = tiding the study and reviewing the projects untouched for years.
All my thinking concerns either films, installations or sculptures. Revulsion from paint. Weird. In no hurry to do anything so allowing myself whatever is needful.
Tuesday, 1 August 2023
01 08 2023
Sleepless night with only one conclusion for the Tree of Death and I don't like it nor want to do it.
-But I guess I will. I mean, nowhere else to take it now. Its ferked anyway so if this ferks it more, hardly matters.