Remember remember the 5th of November,gunpowder, treason and plot and still nowhere to work. Sorry about that I coundn’t resist. Fireworks going of outside, living in a temporary flat while builders try to fix our bathroom and totally unable to think of anything to draw,I just end up scribbling which is enormous fun and childlike but somehow leaves me feeling frustrated as hell.I think that is because there is no reason behind the work,plenty of integrity,It’s honest in that sense.I may have to explain that,what I mean is that you have to have a reason to lie if you make marks without reason does that make them honest? I don’t know. Marks made without reason would be emotionally led,each mark would influence the next but if you are re-acting to the previous mark then that has to be an emotional response.When I use the word lie I don’t me in the sense of decieving the viewer but of decieving myself. I was hoping that writing some of the stuff down that was going around in my head would help to clarify my thoughts…It hasn’t, stream of consciousness…bah. Back to scribbling.
PS. yes Ian we did share a studio, I miss playing darts and eating pistachio’s, I see your in Sevenoaks now, I’m only just down the road in Crawley might pop down and see you sometime
