I was trying rather hopelessly to photograph an impressive fullmoon rising up last night, and eventually I thought - I'm a painter, not a photographer, so I blu-tacked another little board up on the door and then of course the moon hid behind the cloud. This is the first time I've atempted to paint the moon since I was about eighteen.
This was painted during the same session as the Nutri-grain and was inteded to be another $1 auction. However, it took a bit more time and energy than I expected (it always seems to be the case), and I'll see how the other ones go in the meantime.
Another landscape painted from my studio back door, or I should say, painted on my back door. I stick the small support directly onto the door using blu-tac. I enjoy the fact that I have got the perfect painter's landscape complete with a cliché and mandatory red barn, right at my doorstep! I wonder if the farmer is concerned about putting his hay in a living cliché...? I would think that the tradition for red comes from the fact that red oxide is a very permanent and weather resistant pigment.
A view from the back door looking over the paddocks. We've been having warm humid mists the last week or so. The visibility kept changing every five minutes and oddly enough, the painting actually ended up being clearer than the weather warrented..!
I recently took up drumming as a kind of therapeutic activity. It probably drives other people mad in the process...
My initial idea for the composition was for the drum sticks to be vertical, and "square on" , a format I seem to favour in my paintings. However, it seemed a bit dull, and the diagonal aspect seemed to suit the dynamic nature of the subject.
This was given to me as a joke gift by someone who knows I have painted both matches and pencils. It's taken me a while to finally getting around to painting it, and I think it is because it's like someone else's joke. But I like the fact that the act of painting it gives it one further level of irony. Like Maggritte's famous painting of a pipe "ceci n'est pas une pipe" ie "This is Not a Pipe", this is not a novelty pencil....
Long ago when I was asked that children's perenial favourite question "what's your favourite colour" I always answered "blue". I have a clear memory of clutching a large ultramarine blue wax crayon associated with this. I have always loved all colours equally and always found it a strange question, so it's likely that I just answered with the colour I had literally at hand and so typecast myself for the rest of my life. Anyway, this one was a nice excuse to use the beautiful cobalt blue (the genuine pigment - don't accept cheap imatations kids...!), and it's got my name on it. The phisical pigment's colour in the painting is a lot nicer than the pixels of light you see on your screen, of course.