from salt and earth,i made a dystopian green with envy,and chemistry smiled somewhat slyly......
the ashes sighed,mourning the old flame,murmuring, if only...
spinning webs of enlightenment
over the last few weeks i have been involved in the development of two new websites; one for contextual art studies, the other for the upcoming HWAT Art Trail... the only issue being that, while it is an interesting learning curve for me, i feel i am not devoting enough quality time to my own work: to painting, to reading, to writing... i'm a bit of a reflective type and find that i often start projects quickly then think too much about making changes, of alternatives, the consequences, in the slow pursuit for perfection..
but right now, i should be mixing another colour glaze, a variation on lichen green, a dust grey lilac or an eggshell white, a scrubby blue, cinnamon stick brown... the woosh and slide of the loaded brush, settling in the surface grazes made by bristles, points and scrapers, then wiping it back to reveal the wonderful irregularity of texture... working in a kinesthetic mode...or perhaps i should be learning to write haiku, a few words woven together, strand by strand, thread by thread, much like a spider's web...
shades of grey [continued...]
seeing shades of grey. there is a reason for this... strangely, it helps to see the relationship of colours, the balance or contrast between vibrant and muted hues.. 
saltscapes [a work in progress]
paint pots.i've become quite obsessed by the poetry of john clare...why john clare? a troubled soul who found solace and peace in the most ordinary of landscapes... somewhat relevant for me because it was the flatlands of the fens... what an exquisite connectedness he had with the minutiae of nature.