Cadmium VI and Cadmium VII, 2015
I tried something different, took a step outside of my comfort zone. It must have been a sunny day. These paintings are the wrong tone, the wrong colour. They do not suit me. Back I went to blues and reds…
Two studies – acrylic paint, 2016
I started this pair of paintings side by side, with the intention of mirroring, a sort of butterfly effect. I ended up spending much more time on the left-hand painting… to its detriment.
I much prefer the more minimalist left hand painting, which took only a few minutes, simple brush strokes, beautiful colours – the paint moved across the paper, bled, arranged itself serendipitously and left a lovely splodge.
How can a couple of minutes work look so much better than half an hour of laboured painting?! And will everyone else see the same as me?
That has always been The Big Question – when to stop painting? When have you over-worked an ruined a once delicate, understated, confident piece of work? How on earth do you know when to stop? I guess it all comes down to intuition. And experience. Practice (and plenty of frustrating mistakes, screwed up sketchbook pages. There’s no going back.)
Stop before you think you need to stop.
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.