After some PaperFields exhibition prep I got stuck into painting this afternoon. Worked on several pieces that had already been started (1 yesterday) and another – a large paper roll. I found a way to clamp it to a stretcher frame – the only way I could paint on it that size today.
Recently in my work I’ve been working through what I see as my battle between writing and painting. Not literally writing, but the notion really. I’m missing obvious things again. And trying to distill what I am doing right down to the essential, listening, writing, painting. I think too much and it gets in the way of my practice. So, again, I am simply making work and moving from one piece to the other, lifting the exciting bits and being more daring, pushing what might be there if only I can see (listen) to it. I’m facing a lot of fear right now in this post college time, which seem insignificant compared with others, but nevertheless is an obstacle I am facing and finding a way to get on with.
I have at long last made cleared much non-art related stuff out of ‘my’ shed and had a glorious short session in it today (40 minutes is better than nothing, but am working on getting more time in there).
One of my downfalls is that I end up letting the admin side of things take up my studio time. I’m horrid to myself in not valuing time spend on my own practice.
Now I have looked at a piece I did a few weeks ago and am taking it onwards as a starting point for a new piece. This time I’ve stuck torn up mono-printed writing onto the paper after painting. Written blind in charcoal (into wet paint).
At the recent Young Open exhibition someone asked me if this was an internal battle I was having between writing and painting and I said no, but perhaps it is as it’s sustaining my work now.
Had a visit to R.K. Burt yesterday, the venue for PaperFields exhibition next month. On the way went to The Jerwood Space – good to see Lexi Strauss exhibiting there in the Jerwood Drawing Prize.
Had a chat with an Emmit (to the tune of ‘Everything is awesome’ in my head!) from R.K.Burt who was very helpful, we may have solved a plinth problem. He suggested using Google maps to see which businesses are nearby, to invite to our lunchtime PV. Plus we came up with idea’s while in the space in how to fill it and even use the A-board outside for an extra work using paper.. may be ‘My cup runneth over II’ by me. Something a bit unusual to draw the eye.
Figured out the hanging system. Gave guided tour on tube. Asked the Tate nicely about having some of our flyers and generally had a good nose about the Southwark area! And saw the Malevich exhibition briefly, commenting on the curation, then sunk happily on a sofa in front of a blue screen with a calming voice, before getting the 3 minute warning that the gallery was closing. Must have been enjoying that blue screen. It was Derek Jarman Blue 1993 – must find out more about it.
Then had to get to train home again. Whoosh – London trips always go too quickly.
Had a visit to R.K. Burt yesterday, the venue for PaperFields exhibition next month. On the way went to The Jerwood Space – good to see Lexi Strauss exhibiting there in the Jerwood Drawing Prize.
Had a chat with an Emmit (to the tune of ‘Everything is awesome’ in my head!) from R.K.Burt who was very helpful, we may have solved a plinth problem. He suggested using Google maps to see which businesses are nearby, to invite to our lunchtime PV. Plus we came up with idea’s while in the space in how to fill it and even use the A-board outside for an extra work using paper.. may be ‘My cup runneth over II’ by me. Something a bit unusual to draw the eye.
Figured out the hanging system. Gave guided tour on tube. Asked the Tate nicely about having some of our flyers and generally had a good nose about the Southwark area! And saw the Malevich exhibition briefly, commenting on the curation, then sunk happily on a sofa in front of a blue screen with a calming voice, before getting the 3 minute warning that the gallery was closing. Must have been enjoying that blue screen. It was Derek Jarman Blue 1993 – must find out more about it.
Then had to get to train home again. Whoosh – London trips always go too quickly.
I had my first print session today at The Print Shed. I engraved into thin plastic sheet using a handwriting gesture. Some is legible deliberately as it will be reversed. The other evening I peeled away parts of the emulsion stuck on marker writing on paper to reveal the underside and I wondered why I haven’t reversed writing until now. The shapes are fascinating (maybe only to me!)
