The studio is a mess, without the focus of weekly classes, it piles up untidied. Lock down time has no perimeters, no deadlines or dates to brace and girdle. Weekdays, weekends, all days merging.
It seems that last year managed to pass like a rudderless boat. A year which had no direction was becalmed by uncertainty.
Now – with the new year 2021, I am putting structure into my days that assumes that uncertainty, closures and cancellations will continue. Instead of bobbing aimlessly on this ocean of time, I will use the space it gives me more positively.
I am making sketch books from my stash of card, paper and scraps. Painting the view from my studio window, and progressing ‘Locked In Friendship’. (series of monoprints depicting friends, family and colleagues.)
It’s a start. And a continuation…
Each day, with different light, the trees demand different composition. Once started the conundrum takes over, it is an ever changing puzzle of colours, tones and shapes.
Since ‘Nothing’ comes from nothing. Something may come from something.