..a Mark Rothko in this photograph?

I am fascinated at how the clearing of past projects  moves me forward to excitng new ones..

Clearing identity clutter is making space..

A question (you know I love a good question).

Where do you you feel most yourself? Your authentic self you might say.

My answer is in front of an easel with a brush in my hand, also with my camera in my hand.

What would your answer be? Then you might ask how can you be there more..

I hesitated to publish yesterday's photo as it is so out of focus, but I realised it captured what I felt as I looked out of the window at the ferry so brightly lit, the lights of the houses on the far shore like a little row of hieroglyphs, the clouds lit by the light of the moon and the sweep of the grass verge as I sped by.

It was just an ordinary journey home but it looked and felt dramatic and exciting.

I may have to paint this, and perhaps it doesn't matter that my eyesight is out of focus if my mind and thoughts and feelings are still sharp! Thank you Karen for prompting these thoughts.

Susan in Dorset remarked on the light from the large window in the studio (converted from a wash house/coalhouse) and I thought I would show you the other windows and the glass door.

One window looks out onto the forest, and the other window and the door look out onto the loch. Light and inspiration on every side.

 
I was inspired by Karen who has read the whole archive of Live Simply (!) to look back at previous Septembers. Perhaps you would like to do this while I take a blog break?  Here is some work in  the studio in Spetember 2010,

 
to Copenhagen.

We visited the Herschsprung Collection. I think it was the day we used the Hop Off Hop On bus, or was it the day we walked 20,207 sterps?

I especially wanted to see the works by Willhelm Hannershoi which I had only seen in reproduction. He has been likened to Vermeer. The enigmatic images of empty rooms, the back view of figures, or light coming through a window intruiges me and I liked this text which was displayed beside the few paintings by the artist. Is he painting silence? Loneliness? Cerainly introspection, particularly in his self portraint.

IMAGES OF THE SOUL


Can you paint what cannot be seen? Can you paint pictures of souls? At the end of the nineteenth century, many artists tried. They opposed naturalist art, which they saw as superficial. Today we call them Symbolists. Vilhem Hammershoi's pictures exude silence....the perfect picture must be a symbol of something deeper.

..so does the decor. Yellow Gate In The Snow has enchanted me all winter.

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This one, called Freedon, will lift me up and remind me how fortunate I am to be free. I will never take it for granted.

..at the private view of Let It Snow, this is the text  that should have been on the wall....

I am happy to say that despite the weather there were quite a few people to chat to at the Meet The Artist hour yesterday. I really enjoy it when people share their memories of snow.

My little cousin being held up to the window to see snow for the first time said  'Who did that?' ( I don't recall what answer she got, if any!)

Do you have any special memories of snow you might share here?

It was delightful to arrive in the gallery  on Saturday and find ten or so young children spread around the floor doing their own snow pictures!

We had a lovely chat, and they were clearly enjoying the exhibition and having fun.

Today I met Sheena whose comments on the blog I have enjoyed for years! It was so good to put a lovely  friendly face to the name (we had to remove our masks momentarily - who'd have thought it?)  I am so glad she and her friend Lesley got a fine sunny day for their trip to Dunoon.

Yet more fun with my friend Lynne Cameron, a onetime student of my Drawing For Non Artists course at the University of York, now a full time painter. See her vibrant work here.

It's wonderful to be meeting up with people face to face again.

Details of the exhibition here.

That was a stretch (my word for the year!)

I enjoyed every minute of the private view and the company of Mary and Grace, long-time commenters here on the blog, and friends and family as well as people I had not met before from the gallery's own mailinglist. I talked my head off. My friend Ann, Mary (from Washington DC) and Grace (from Paris) had a lovely meal together after the event. 

I am so touched that so many people cane, from near and so far! Thank you all, and to all the staff who made the occasion such a success.


I am starting to load images of all the paintings on my Studio page....

(Will change the subject soon - promise!)

Getting the work up on the gallery walls gave me a new perspective on it....

Let It Snow exhibition - details here.

Confirm details Meet The Artist sessions - Sat   6 Nov at 2.00pm and one other date to be congirmed in the gallery - Would love to meet you there!

Confirm music - Debussy The Snow Is Dancing, Arvo Part Fur Anna Maria,  John Cage In A Landscape.

Delivered the paintings to the galley - tomorrow is hanging day.


Have just watched The Earthshot Prize - how wonderfully heartening!!

list of titles, sizes amd prices to gallery - tick
wall text and cv to gallery - tiick
photgraph 15 paintings - tick
final check each painting - tick
invitations - tick
arrange transport (two vehicles) - tick
wrap ready to transport - tick
confirm arrangements private view - tick

Getting there!

This is And On The Ships At Sea

Definitely not. Though the pressure is on. The exhibition opens next week.

I have been without phone and camera for 8 days. We are so used to next day delivery here in uk that I couod not believe how long it took to get sorted. What timing!

I have still to photograph all the paintings...

This is Yellow Gate In The Snow 11. I plan to post them all on my studio page, but if you are near enough I hope you will come to the exhibition!

It is Cowal Open Studios weekend and I visited Jackie Stevenson in her new studio in the village and bought some of her gorgeous cards.

There are five artists showing in my village alone, and 52 over Cowal - a lovely buzz from the many friendly talented people who are taking part. (I was a founder member but am not participating this year....maybe next year - it's a really nice thing to be part of.)

If you are near enough I urge you to make the trip, if not have a lovely online browse..

MaryB mentioned that she was feeling haunted by the images  of 'woebegone' children in Joan Eardley's work, and I thought you would like to know that many of the children she drew went on to thrive. Thanks to post war Britain's welfare state - free education for all, free healthcare for all (the eye sqint was successfully operated on for example), free school meals, cod liver oil and orange juice, and slum clearance, the abject poverty of many families, including the Sampson family of 12 children, was alleviated. Not to mention  effective contraception.

Two of the Sampson girls, Pat and Ann, now work with charities in Glasgow which help the (thankfully smaller) homeless population.

Both heartbreaking and heartening, and all within living memory.

More honest and moving images here.

It took five buses, one train and two ferries to get to Edinburgh and back yesterday on an impulse trip to catch the Joan Eardley exhibition on its penultiimate day.

It was wonderful to be in Edinburgh again, and in an art gallery again! And so worth it to see this exhibition. 42 works of breathtaking honesty, compassion and sheer bravery.  It takes courage to do your own thing and put it out in the world to be judged.

Reproductions are of course pretty amazing,  but nothing is so moving as standing in ftont of the real thing! How I have missed it. Have you?

My favourite little cafe/delicatessen G&T a few doors up from The Scottish Gallery has changed hands after many decades, but they do a nice cappuccino.

Life is looking up.

After a visit to the gallery yesterday to try to assess if I have enough paintings for my forthcoming exhibition -I have! - I allowed myself half an hour in the hammock. Lovely.

I hope you are getting some sunshine too. It's good for the soul.

..to hear this morning of the death of artist Elizabeth Balckadder. Prolific, popular and yet remained an artists' artist, and was hugely influential. Sophisticated and completely without pretension. She freed botanical painting from it's straightjacket. Life in every brushstroke,  she will live on through her wonderful work.


You are sure to recognize some of the images here.

Feeling lighter now that I have 14 paintings completed! What could make you live ligher?

More from the white area of Jennie's garden..

I started work today on  two new paintings: Thundersnow, Edinburgh and Blizzard.

A day off and two lovely visitors yesterday did me so much good! Do you need some 'time off'? Can you arrange it for yourself?

Under a boundary hedge, quietly rotting, is a blue gate. A whole new story! But not now I tell myself. Paint!

I am so interested in your comments and questions and wish I had more time to answer them more fully. I'd like to write  about the magic of being 'in the flow' which occurs once the decisions have been made mosrtly, the way my 'paint first' motto  means that some of the decisions are made while doing the dishes or ironing, and the part that music plays in getting me in work mode...however I have put myself in the position of  having to do the work, not write about it. A bit of a push over the next two weeks I think.

No gardening but time to go out and look at the wonderful agapanthus with a coffee in my hand.

Please keep your comments and questions coming - they encouage me so much and I will always answer them - maybe briefly at the time and in blog posts later when the pressure is off a bit!

I LOVE  titles! One of my favourites is Where There's A Ffish There's A Lemon - the title of a small painting I own by Christine McArthur. The title makes me smile.

I will post a photograph of it soon (my computer is not letting me uploadd photographs today..)


With my painting Ice and Lemon  the thought process went something like this..I used irridescent paint for the sky and found myself adding more and more colours. The icy blue needed some lemon to make it sparkle a bit, and the painting was becoming more and more effervescent - almost party like. I thought of a G&T and being asked would you like Ice and lemon with that - Yes please! A fun title.

Oten the titles are very straightforward. Yellow Gate In The Snow, Snow At Chrissie's House. I am very aware that , especially in semi-abstract works, the title is often the viewrs way into the work.

The painting definitely does take on a life of it's own and evolves as a kind of negotiation.  In fact I have just had an argument with one! Highly unusual . I wanted  an area in Yellow Gate In The Snow to be a clearing in the forest, but the space kept insisting that it was a house.  I gave in in the end. It is now a house, and I love it.

 
How can I describe the creative process.  Demanding, exhausting sometimes. Exhilerating and really exciting. Every brushstroke is a decision (which is probably why it is tiring) and, like all decisions, you are often asking yourself Is it the right one? So between the actual putting of paint on canvas there is a lot of looking and meditating and judging going on. And at the back of your mind, as even the wonderfully talented pianist Vikingur Olafsson says is a nervousness about whether the world will like it! I have to make sure that thought is kept very much in the background or it would paralyse me...

I am finding both music and the talk about music and creativity inspiring. You can hear this pianist on BBC Sounds in In Tune of 12th August, and in a video on YouTube -Vikingur Olafsson  Debussy Rameau   EPK/Trailer. I would love to know what you think..

The days are flying by and I am feeling quite tired, not having worked this hard for years!

This is the start of Ice And Lemon.