Wednesday, 30 April 2008

Like many people, I think too much on my birthday. Do I really know myself? Am I where I want to be? Am I doing what I should be doing? Am I on the right path? Am I making the most of my time here on this planet? Have I explored enough? Do I need to travel to explore or is all I need around me wherever I may be? Am I happy? Do I produce better work when I am miserable? Am I lonely? Do I care? Should I get a 'proper' job? Should I drink less?

Is this painting finished?!

Luckily that last question had already been answered. About three weeks ago I woke up thinking that the day was going to be spent on 'Blueberries', another day of endless tinkering, moving millimetres of paint around, standing at the 'far' end of my tiny room, staring at it, trying to get whatever the balance is I am looking for, absolutely right. Instead, without any warning I started a new painting! By that evening this big (for me) painting had been drawn up and the idea was there, as if from nowhere, clear in my head of exactly how 'The Letter' was going to develop. It is these unexpected explosions I had forgotten about. I looked at 'Blueberries' leaning against the the wall and it seemed like it was already in the past, I was pleased with it, it was finished.

'Blueberries'- Oil on board


Erica said...

wow. even after seeing the photos you had taken of it in progress when you were

all my love and blessings to you.

Anonymous said...

Blueberries is the most fantastic painting. The picture brings back so many happy memories of marlborough for me. You are genius.

Is that Nat picking??

I want to buy that painting. That IS the painting our new house NEEDS.

all the best and have a blast in Canada