It’s raining which isn’t a bad thing, but it has made the workshop cold. And as it is summer I refuse to put the heating on so I am in my winter jumper. The rain and cold suits my mood though.
I was out at the weekend. Didn’t really think anything of it. Simply came back yesterday and walked to the workshop to do some work.
And that is where everything went a little pear-shaped.
The art I had on the board started at me. Truly looked me in the eye and demanded what I was going to do.
And for a moment I hadn’t got a clue. There is nothing wrong with the painting but it is … life-less. Does that make sense?
The energy that I have in my work is missing completely. So I removed it from the board and started on the cover for the book ‘The Shallow Sea’. I tried… Maybe my mindset was wrong. Maybe I was just not ‘feeling it’. But whatever the reason I produced what can only be described as bad art.
So now my storage area has two new occupants. The oil and the cover. I will leave them there a while. Maybe in time I will see how they can be fixed. But at the moment I’m just depressed that they aren’t what I thought they were. In my head they were brilliant.
The reality is lacking.
They are just too wooden.
So I have until the 27th to create a piece of artwork from scratch…
I just hope I can do it.