Dreamhouse by the dam, oil on linen, 2008, 91cm x 91cm.
New work from me.
Feeling quite giddy after a week of painting woodwork in the house. The fumes from the enamel paint combined with the hot weather are unlovely and unhealthy, so I’m taking a break today, and wandering around looking at the bits that need one more coat before I can rip off the masking tape.
It’s peculiar how the paintwork has changed the internal profile in a subtle but significant way. The white paint is making the dark wood invisible, and, like a new short haircut, altered how I see bits of furniture, artworks etc… I feel like moving everything about and finding new ways of living.
I feel like painting every wall and ceiling. Not by myself of course. I’m over that already. Oh dear.