The core of this project has been about observation, more specifically observation aided by drawing. Somehow drawing makes you look more closely. The eye flicks repeatedly from the pen to the subject, but these are not casual glances they’re analytical stares. Each time you look you see something new. Having said that some of the drawings are quick jottings of salient facts, private aid memoirs. Often these are the ones I like best – though they’re probably only meaningful to me.
Some days the drawings have just not worked and I’ve tried taking photos instead, but on such occasions these too have been lifeless. Both activities require an engagement with the subject, which just does not happen if your minds off worrying about something else like a forthcoming exhibition.
I cleared my workspace at the start of the week with the intension of having a concentrated creative splurge working on the drawings and photos I’ve made in the town over the last few months. But as usual things didn’t work out quite like that. For a start the good weather tempted me out to get some better photos of one of my inflatable sculptures, then it was back to being bad tempered in front of the computer, sorting out distribution lists for the exhibition advert, and trying to source materials and equipment. Is it just me, or do others have the same problem that there always seems to be something getting in the way of doing the art? The week has, however, ended on a good note. I’ve just heard the flyers have been printed, and I’ve been promised a projector. What’s more the studio’s in a mess, so I must have done some work.
