Today I had my final coaching session for 2009. This was good. Intense! And exhausting. When I returned home Calvin wanted to go for a surf. It was overcast and windy and I was too tired to think of surfing. Dr Richard Restak suggests the only worthwhile course in this state is to sleep. But I took my art-box down to do a painting. I was not thinking clearly and spent a whole long time setting up the three legs and this really fiddly sliding arrangement for holding a board which was too high when I sat. When I stood my water was too low. And there was nowhere to put my palette which almost fell face down in the sand. Eventually after a frustrating half hour of balancing and juggling, putting things down and picking them up again I decided I needed to paint something. So I took out my squirrel mop and did this watercolour of the mountains at Gordons Bay.
In the interests of starting the process and showing what I have done here is the painting:
I don’t know how the blot in the sky got there but there it is. The blot to the left of the poles appeared while I was fiddling with all the stuff. I have just taken the easel apparatus off the box. Part of the problem is also that my palette only just fits in the handy drawer and when that is in there – nothing else fits in. So there is some planning to be done here. I have seen Alvaro Castagnet’s work on his website – he just uses squirrel mops of various sizes. Amazing work! I am also pre-occupied with my visit to the gallery this morning to take my work in. Ai! The margins in this game are so slim to be split in two. Anyway – this is all good reason to get my own marketing up and about. Now I am off to snooze.