drawing and painting with my left-hand and my right brain
looking out of the window of my studio and not looking at the page
taking a new direction
kicking the muse
freeing myself
from the constraints of order
the brain just wants to order everything
obsessively, and compulsively
found objects
old pastels collected over the last sixteen years
what a discovery
smelled like art school as I lifted the lid
the memories flooding in
dots
crazy about dots and circles
texture paint
for over a year
finally the idea
was realised today
however humble
printed - a collograph of dots
an artwork takes time to manifest
years and years
circle interlude
(an in between changing from one work to the next)
a wise woman once explained to me
keep working on as many or more then 20 pieces
move from each with a fresh eye
A total breakthrough for me today
I'm in love with this piece
its vibrant and
free