We recently turned our dining room into a temporary art studio so that we could flex our muscles before embarking on another Spanish arty trip with our friends. Pushing all the furniture back and spreading paint tubes like heavy confetti is rather liberating. It gives our house a “working” feel. One with a few rough edges and a transitory sense of “Work In Progress”. Much like, I guess, having very pernickety decorators in.
I thought I’d post up a couple of sketches I completed during this wand-waving spell as I begin my journey to arrive at a style and content/context I can call my own.
I’m like Glen Campbell. I’m a lineman. So whatever I do will include the strength of line in some context whilst I try to encompass what I see and what I want to represent. Such ideas are not always material or easily identifiable.
I am also concious that the more you can talk about your art the more you give the impression of being an artist with some purpose and some pretence to being what you purport to be – an artist. So, I’ll shut up.
Here are the pictures;