Artworking; March 2020
More study. Suspect its going nowhere
Started another one to see if it goes somewhere
Going nowhere
Monitoring the situation
Continued surveillance
Going nowhere
Adding to my problems. Darkened everything in case it helped
Best work I’ve done all year
Stalled
Incremental change
Dear God what am I doing
Treading water
Comfort in small things
My old dagger liner. I used to live and die by this brush, making a living painting things to look like marble, selling myself as a ‘specialist painter’ and gilder Mad times & I still have the brush.
Trying to catch the reflection on the leaf
on & on & on
Safety in numbers.
Sine Cos Tan #2, courtesy of the inestimable Tara Poole
Mena House, Cairo. I used to make them matching outfits. These boys
March 2020 and people are dying, in a hurry. Pandemic. I cannot throw words or images at this & make it change, we are already doing everything we can - staying home & staying clean - and must accept that after that, we are powerless. We have the power to do that. There is peace, of a kind, in that acceptance, and that is all I have to offer. I would also say dont keep up with the news, overly, check it at night & leave it there; we are already doing what we can.