New painting. On the blackest of Wednesday’s my computer crashed and my heart and soul were tempted to go down with it. Instead I took pencil, paint and crayon to canvas and created this. A day and much more was salvaged in the doing. Inspired by the work of that great Austrian Master Egon Schiele.
Same drawing as 5:05PM this time in colour. Chalks and soft pastels on black card.
A remarkable thing is the human foot. Also quite exquisite naked of its flesh. I have a fascination with feet. One theory explains such a fascination with having spent a large amount of time in infancy being at foot level with our caregivers. At such a vantage point they become mythical and unfathomable in their importance. Inscrutable and bewitching.
I like to make myself at home wherever I go. Tea drinking is a big part of that. Improvisation is often involved.
Workshop participant A.
Where is the teapot?
Workshop participant B.
She is painting it .
It was a very pretty teapot. Crying out to be painted. I should have waited for it to be emptied perhaps but none of that matters now.
The mystical hermit in me produced these drawings. A manuscript or perhaps a Tarot deck is what they conjure for me. What say you cards?
Spontaneous eruptions from my subconscious. Both were created during a productive spell in late 2016. Materials Soft pastel on A3 size.pastel paper.