"Watercolour collecting dust - early evening in the Studio"
Tuesday, 31 July 2012
My last post was a lament for my lost or stolen camera. I never saw it again and I now have another which I claimed on insurance. It wasn't a good deal, and I won't go into that as it makes me so angry to think what happens to the consumer here in the UK with insurance and financial services' rip-offs, but the camera is the same brand as my old one and has a few extra features plus a wider zoom. What surprised me was how lost I was without one and I seriously didn't even feel like doing much art because of this which is a weird syndrome I shall have to work on at a later stage. Why couldn't I just paint and get on with it? My work doesn't need to be photographed - who the heck is waiting for it? What am I doing here not feeling my work can progress without being documented? Anyway, I feel as though my tools of trade are now complete and I look across at the disturbingly bad work in progress in the corner, a watercolour of a church altar, and I also lament the lack of practice I have been getting in lately. No-one's fault but my own. Some work will appear in the next few weeks; it will, it will, it will, it will.....will it?