Friday, 14 February 2020
14 02 2020
...continuing. Find focusing on the Duchess has brought back many memories and Im able to recall the two angels with their incense censors that flanked the alter. Resisting the temptation to add them, so far. Have done a couple of little studies which please me, will pass onto Richard since they are on board and he wants small boards for the gallery. Beginning to consider the next... love this crossover, when there is a queue of things waiting to be painted and no-one waiting on them :)
Wednesday, 12 February 2020
12 02 2020
Really good days painting - how often have I said that?
Death and the Maiden proceeds apace and the next two - perhaps only one - and lining up.
And sold 6 books in the last five days (in dollars).
Disturbingly happy.
Death and the Maiden proceeds apace and the next two - perhaps only one - and lining up.
And sold 6 books in the last five days (in dollars).
Disturbingly happy.
Tuesday, 11 February 2020
11 02 2020
Last few days in Liverpool for Cecily's 100th. Whole event lovely but crowned with storm Ciara, nasty and hard to get home. Did better than some cousins who are stuck there.
Went to the Walker, the Renaissance pix are missing due to funding arriving to remake their galleries. The pix are dispersed and renovated. Bah. Nice Corbet, nice Duchess of Nemours.
Fond of the Dutchess as she used to lie in my then parish church, St Charles Borromeo. It was built for her - the church - as a catholic exile from the french revolution and a relie of Queen Victoria; Catholics weren't allowed churches in the UK. Exemption for the royals, of course.
In the day she lay in a side chapel and it was possible to attend mass and hide at the same time by getting in behind her. She was my friend.
How she ended up in the Walker is a mystery.
Courbet...
And voila! A Kitaj I've never seen. Terrible photo, pity.
Went to the Walker, the Renaissance pix are missing due to funding arriving to remake their galleries. The pix are dispersed and renovated. Bah. Nice Corbet, nice Duchess of Nemours.
In the day she lay in a side chapel and it was possible to attend mass and hide at the same time by getting in behind her. She was my friend.
How she ended up in the Walker is a mystery.
and in the John Moores prizewinners section was this by Roger Hilton, Matts papa... lovely bit of stuff.No wonder Matt is so damn good.
And voila! A Kitaj I've never seen. Terrible photo, pity.
Morning spent cleaning studio and getting ready for whatever is going to happen next.
Tuesday, 4 February 2020
05 02 2020
Cheered up upon realising that life will never be better. The obverse of that isn't worth examining.
A single shaft of morning light yesterday...
and crappy landscapes from Sunday, what are they FOR?
Finished - again - the vineyard thang, completed with the addition of the words, petit reynards dans les vignoble - pleased with the reference and the coherence it grants. Words, words... hmm.
and crappy landscapes from Sunday, what are they FOR?
Monday, 3 February 2020
03 02 2020 #2
want to set down some landscape notions in an attempt to clear my head...
enfin, landscape, other than the behind-the-virgin stuff, began with the railways. (So Pete says and it makes sense) (Though the imaginary Dante illustrations should figure somewhere - Botticelli -)
Prosperous people took holidays and made paintings of them. Artists followed the money and made paintings for those that couldn't do their own.
Landscape became the extra window in the living room. Fashion. Then a vehicle for a type of art - cubism, fauvism, pointillism and whatever else. Courbet? Manet? Those interested in changing light -
THEN it carried a spiritual message - Vincent van G, Emily Carr, or so I suppose by the way they are interpreted. Nash? Palmer
After that I can only think of landscape as the behind-the-virgin again - resurrection in Cookham churchyard for example (not necessarily religious though) Stage sets. When do they become meaningful, what meaning can they hold? Without the meaningful foreground -
Will do some sensible research.
Feel slightly hung-over which I can't be - but didn't sleep so tired and ratty and really not happy.
enfin, landscape, other than the behind-the-virgin stuff, began with the railways. (So Pete says and it makes sense) (Though the imaginary Dante illustrations should figure somewhere - Botticelli -)
Prosperous people took holidays and made paintings of them. Artists followed the money and made paintings for those that couldn't do their own.
Landscape became the extra window in the living room. Fashion. Then a vehicle for a type of art - cubism, fauvism, pointillism and whatever else. Courbet? Manet? Those interested in changing light -
THEN it carried a spiritual message - Vincent van G, Emily Carr, or so I suppose by the way they are interpreted. Nash? Palmer
After that I can only think of landscape as the behind-the-virgin again - resurrection in Cookham churchyard for example (not necessarily religious though) Stage sets. When do they become meaningful, what meaning can they hold? Without the meaningful foreground -
Will do some sensible research.
Feel slightly hung-over which I can't be - but didn't sleep so tired and ratty and really not happy.
03 02 2020
- ah, missed the palindromic date yesterday :(
Out watercolouring with Pete, Crap.
Maybe its seasonal but yet again, I'm thinking of giving up. Can't do it; no one wants it; the epoch of the sole action of the solo artist is ended.
Out watercolouring with Pete, Crap.
Maybe its seasonal but yet again, I'm thinking of giving up. Can't do it; no one wants it; the epoch of the sole action of the solo artist is ended.
Saturday, 1 February 2020
01 02 2020
Having a hard time working, more questions than answers crashing about. Not helped by living in the studio - Bob is ill and has my room - not a problem but not simple. What is?
Saw Mat Hilton last night and his work, non especially new, all tremendous. He is always impeccable. No time to talk properly, the place was packed, but did establish our Sheffield connection. Nice.
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