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.
I was approached by the Fashion and Textile Museum in London following my degree show in 2011, and went on to sell work through their shop. Some of this work was a series of rosettes – commemorative, awards for the little things; signifying important parts of time that have passed. Time that has been lived through. Badge of honour. A cathartic underlining of events. And move on.
Self-portraiture; this tells a story. A sketch of muddled thoughts, sewn without over-thinking. A satisfying way to work, it is nice to look over old art; funny how it all joins together (and sometimes makes sense).
Some lovely old life drawings I stumbled across – must be from 2012 I reckon. Human beings have to be the most fascinating thing to draw. Intriguing, absorbing, beautiful and fragile. I haven’t done any life drawing since moving to Kingston – must try and find something near me…..
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.
I am moving, and so, of course, I have a shit-load of work to go through and sort out and throw away. 3 A1 portfolios of work from university that I’d almost forgotten about/was trying to forget about. But I found some good paintings that I did…… at the end of first year?! So… from 2009? I had a spray paint phase (until my finger-tip went numb…. I lost all feeling in it… for about 6 months?! It still goes numb now when it’s cold.) Anyway, these are on BIG bits of paper, and I started off really loosely, sketching with spray paint, and then worked into them with acrylic paints. I really, really like them. I want to work big, but do not have the space. Or the spray paint.
Finding these old painting has inspired some new paintings… smaller, and neater, and watercolour…. But they’re nice. Not finished yet. I always surprise myself when I realise that yes, you can paint quite well if you actually try Emma. Not a very good photo sorry. Prettier in real life. But I’m very happy with them so far 🙂