Not being twitchy…
3 days after Christmas and it has happened. I’m not twitchy any more. The fridge is full of food, there’s plenty to drink. Help yourself, I’m doing nothing now!
Except… that basket of stuff I hid under the table.
I’ve almost finished the quilting that’s been hanging around for two years – can’t imagine why it’s taken me so long! Can’t wait for the cheer to go up when at the next Rebellious Quilters meeting I whip it out and go Ta Daaaah! They will all be glad to see the back of it too.
Unpicked the stitching around the holes in the jacket – not neat enough. Must try harder. Sometimes I go at things in a rush, desperate to see if they work, then go back and improve the look of it. Those of you that know me, or have read this, will be stunned to see such impatience and sense of being in a hurry…. (ahem hem)!
I have an urge to go back to the sound stuff too… but I will have to wait until the new year when everyone else is out of the house and I can sing and play the same 20 second bit of stuff over and over without them losing the will to live.
I also did a painting! Shock! I love the process of painting, but my style and method is immature really, like a little girl with a new set she’s had for Christmas. This was different, and possibly worthy of a bit more experimentation. Due to a series of errors and misjudgements made by the aforementioned schoolgirl, I happened upon a method that seems to work. I mixed the paint too thin so it wouldn’t sit on the canvas nicely and was too drippy. I couldn’t find a big enough brush to just do a general sweep to work out the composition, so wrapped my finger in a bit of cotton rag (there’s always a bit of that around here) and rubbed the drippy paint all over the place. As I rubbed and worked out how I wanted things to be, this nude emerged from a foggy cloudy mess of ultramarine mixed with viridian. The nice thing is, as a textiles obsessed person, I can still see the warp and weft of the canvas. There’s hardly any paint on it at all! The deeper tones need building up a bit, but if I just keep doing more layers with the painty rag, I’ll still be able to see the textile beneath the paint. I also when painting, choose “pretty” colours, which, while pleasing when working, mean I’m never particularly happy with the outcomes, thinking it looks like interior decorating channel 4 programme “art”. I hunted for some crimson, but didn’t find any. This is a blessing as I used cadmium red with a tiny bit of violet something or other in instead. I know you painting purists will be horrified at my lack of discernment, but I just wanted to carry on, get it done! It was a yucky colour. Not what I wanted. But the outcome is better. I think, next time I paint I will do a lucky dip thing and just use the first three colours that come out of the box. That should break the nasty habits!
So, when I’ve done a bit more on it later today, I’ll take a photo for you to see. Online crit please – need help!
