Untitled (Catharsis), 2016
Untitled (Catharsis), 2016
Untitled (…or Buddleia?)
(I have an issue with naming my work that I have not yet figured out….. I do not want labels and superfluous words getting in the way of the image. I need to come up with a plan.)
Untitled (Long-lost Embroidery of Aberystwyth)
An old piece of work…. I still have quite vivid memories of sewing this in the final year of my degree, hunched up in my little corner of the school of art studio (the room on the left at the top of the stairs).
It was always very quiet up there (I wonder where all my fellow students did their best work?), and it smelt like a wonderful old art school should smell. Safe and quite comforting.
A fairly bad photograph of how my easel looks at this very moment in time….
I went back to some old (lacklustre) paintings that needed a little cheering up, things that had never quite felt finished… Some have been greatly improved, I fancy! Some – there is, quite simply, no hope. Into the bin with you.
Always satisfying to be able to rescue something, to bring a painting back to life. Proper pictures of resurrected paintings later this week (she says).
Don’t hold me to that.
Grey Lavender Dusk (2016)
Giving my paintings titles does not come easily. There is no “concept”, no meaning. They are simply beautiful colours, shapes – does a label get in the way of the painting? Will a name remind a viewer of something else, will preconceptions and associations get in the way of seeing the painting as it really is, for it’s own sake?
Rothko’s paintings always seem to have unobtrusive, subtle names. There are an awful lot of untitled and numbered works, and those that simply reference the colours on the canvas.
No over-thought, contrived names here. I would rather spend my time painting. The image matters, not the name.
Untitled Lavender (2016)
2016, acrylic paint
Phthalo II (2016)
… a tiny smidge of green found it’s way into this one, which is most unusual. Slightly murky, smokey little painting.
Specimens I, 2016
Experimental acrylic paintings (12 x A5), using a limited palette of cadmium red and phthalo blue.
I loved making these little glowing, ephemeral paintings – they’re currently stuck to my kitchen wall and make me very happy every time I see them. A fairly rare occurrence – coming back to look at recent work is always a little daunting. How often paintings seem lacklustre and disappointing “the morning after”…. not this time. To be continued.
Cadmium IV, 2015
I have been restricting myself to a limited palette of ochre, cadmium red and phthalo blue, figuring out where I can go with these colours. This is a brighter, optimistic painting – I think it must have been made on a sunshine-filled day!
Phthalo I, 2015
I’ve gone back to basics, and have been exploring colour and tone; the innate substance and movement of paint. No concept, pure experimentation, and the pile of paintings my by easel makes me think it’s been a prolific few months. Painting because it feels good – no concept, just beautiful colours.
Rediscovered this beautiful painting whilst packing. I did it during my art foundation course, many years ago…. how things have changed. I was very fond of Turner back then….can you tell?! I always thought I’d be a painter. Maybe I still will be. But probably shouldn’t specify. If I’m an artist, I can do anything. Anything I tell you! And it shall be splendid. Less than two weeks til London moving day; once that is out the way I will be productive and ambitious and focused once more, in my little studio, in our lovely flat.
There are wonderful things to come.