Oil on Panel
Belated Happy New Year. It’s taken me a while to get going again after the Christmas break. It often does. I find January a strange sort of a month. There is the promise of new beginnings and that sort of thing but its still pitch black in the mornings when I take the dogs for a walk and it takes me until the middle of the month to date things with the correct year.
The mitigating circumstance for me not getting going as soon as I had wanted to this year is yet another modification to my studio – or the ‘shed’ as my neighbour calls it. Having insulated the shed roof to create a ‘toasty’ environment in which to work I appear to have successfully dulled the light in there. The metallic covering on the insulation sheets seems to absorb light somehow so I needed put in a ceiling to cover them in order to restore the light. This involved struggling with 2.4 by 1.2 metre sheets of plywood on step ladders (on my own) and lots of swearing, but it’s done and painted and although I say so myself it’s a job well done. Just don’t look too closely if you visit.
My delay didn’t end with work on the shed though. I’m sure that I am not the only painter who when he/she returns to the easel after a prolonged break discovers that they have apparently completely forgotten how to paint. I’m not sure what that’s about – but it happens. This also involves lots of swearing. It’s rather like trying to get an old car to start. The engine turns over but there’s no ignition and you are wary that the battery has a limited charge.
So after numerous abandoned beginnings . . . more stripes! Someone asked me recently “Why all the cornishware?” (when I am having difficulty with all those stripes and awkward ellipses I often ask myself the same question). Well, I first remember coming across Cornishware as a very small child while on holiday in Devon and Cornwall with my parents. Its the first holiday that I remember and the weather was glorious – so there you have it I associate Cornishware with sun and fun. Its cheerful and call me old fashioned but its quite nice having something cheerful about the place . . . or a painting of something cheerful at the very least.
Number 19 in the Paintathon.