30 03 2023

 Getting there. Light terrific in the mornings, flows easily - still long way to go but less miserable about it.

29 03 2023

 Reached the laborious stage - so the ferrkitall is not far away. Will gesso new canvases and turn this to the wall.

27 03 2023

 Not just colouring-in, the thing is developing its own life... featuring death, natch.

Got dragged to shops today and managed to sneak in some canvases, 60 x 60 (x3), 50 x 50 (x3). Much prefer to work on the larger sizes but the little gallery is now unmanageable. Will decant some of the larger pieces to the downstairs spare room at no11 and worry about where to put them later... my old bedroom there has got sold work awaiting collection in it. Not that much! But want them safely out of the way.

Keep telling myself to work on paper. 

25 03 2023

And so it goes. 

Glad to be able to use the tree drawings from Cannes. 
 

24 03 2023

 Grinding on.... reached that iffy stage where I understand what's happening and it becomes colouring-in, illustration. I can leave it; I can ferk it up; I can continue and see if it goes off on its own.

21 03 2023

Its a funny thing, but when I put Divorce outside the studio to dry, the other painting that's drying there , Domestic Life, looks a lot less bad. 

It's done, for what it's worth... and since I got interested in plagues and ring a ring a roses, (apparently no genuine connection) started a painting on the subject.

Remembering those that died in the first wave of AIDS/HIV - all I knew of the London art world destroyed - then of course the covid deaths. Yet we persist, and rather cheerfully. Doesn't do to take death too seriously.

Bruno still here but leaving me to work, bless him. Bob away till Friday.
 

18 03 2023

What studio time I had yesterday was spent wrapping sold painting - cuttin g card, folding bending, strapping - today covered in bruises. Life, eh.