At last, I feel that I am getting my mark making to speak back to me. Phew! This has taken quite a few weeks of searching and pushing. It is so hard, at the moment, to work out how we feel, and if is due to the outside world, or the wrong colour paint!
For many days my work felt heavy and laboured, I was putting in many hours, but I wasn’t getting anything back; no excitement, no buzz. Working on a big scale wasn’t helping either, there was a fair bit of bending, stretching and wrestling with unstretched canvas in a small space. So this week I went back to small, 8 inch square pieces on paper, with a limited palette. Oh, a touch of happiness came through! I was in the zone, I could feel the subject/theme.
The urban coastline is always there.