A year of Poverty, Painting and Food: Twelve years in catering over, my aim is to paint full time. Stu, my other half, is stuck as a chef feeding the x-thousand over an Edinburgh winter. His cooking tips and budgeting are propelling us through the year on a tenner a day, while I paint.. No comparison to Pablo's talent; I have just named my blog after the Paris studio where he suffered the twin purgatory of poverty and artistic ambition on the cusp.. I am emerging!

Monday, 28 June 2010

Trains in my head

A small post tonight as there are so many trains of thought running through my head. Mostly following on from topics that have been concerning me over the last weeks and in many cases like a stuck record! Made a leap and bound tonight into the removal of paranoia and isolation; met another real live artist who held such similar views and experiences to myself it was spooky. It is just so valuable to me to find that I am not alone, at risk of sounding melodramatic. The galleries and societies can be so hard to communicate with and so opaque in their dealings with us artists; I wish there was more human feedback but it is always like a lottery; enter a painting 'blind', receive no feedback and go home. So... always valuable to talk to someone else on the same end of the paintbrush, and let out some steam about the strange lives we lead.
And Hieronymous Bosch - there's another train.

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