A few months ago I had a vivid dream where I was buying 1930's fabric from a vintage shop in Melbourne. The next day, I woke up and tried to paint snippets of what I remembered. Today, I added onto the work and this is a detail. I am really enjoying the overlaying of paint and playing with transparent layers and seeing the magic of colours changing right before my eyes.
Painting is time consuming, but then again, what isn't? A work needs the time to emerge. Layers need to dry. A little time between layers means that the painting is being contemplated from a distance. Sometimes, I don't really know where a work is going. love these works because I can just drift into the unknown in a playful manner.