Big session – still underpainting really, but coming together. I sometimes wish I could stop right there – not that it is complete by any stretch of the imagination, but there is a delicious tension and softness in those first colours that go down that changes when the painting becomes more careful and deliberate.
I almost always think, when I stand back at this stage, that abstract would be a delightful thing – if only I wasn’t so drawn to the figurative.
I am quite excited by these two paintings. I can’t wait to build distressed paint texture into them – to increase and deepen the shadows in the cupboard and the fade it out completely to black on the bottom edge.
Today is the first day of school holidays. Hurrah and much excitement, and much nervous laughing from me – who needs and wants to paint so much at the moment… I seem to be holding 2 conversations constantly at the moment – one to fill in silence with a girl who is discovering the thrill of conversation and of making me repeat whatever she needs to hear, and one with a boy who has a deep and marvellous imagination that must be fostered. My poor head is struggling to find space of its own, yet I know that I am lucky that they both want to be near me and engage. Delightful. Dizzying….