The larger canvases are prepped and I have started to paint, such a relief, emotionally and physically.
An interesting thing occurred this week and reminded me that this has happened before. I was looking at a sequential sketch book I made this time last year. At the time I considered it to be fairly unsuccessful. I had been producing collage books and decided to make one using paint. A couple of months ago I painted over the whole thing in translucent Naphol red. This improved it for me it and unified the images. As I was looking through the book this week I realised how relevant it seems to me now. This is what and how I want to be painting just at this moment. So often I rescue work from the bin. There are elements in the work done unconsciously that are initially impossible to read and recognise. Only now are they coming into focus.
