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, 10 January 2011

Difference a day makes

Little exercise in how mood affects painting. Yesterday, for some reason unusually loaded with worries, I spent four hours on a very small painting which I had no interest in or connection with. Resulting image is now in the kitchen awating Stu's re-priming attentions.
Today, having lightened the load of some worries by various means, I painted something of identical dimensions as yesterday with less preparation, at half the speed. This little one, born of positivity, tea and cake, is my current favourite..(Although we all know how fast my favourites become outmoded!) Funnily enough, influences of the works I was looking at in the National the other day, and of the film 'The Other Boleyn Girl' that we watched a wee while ago. And of course, some yellow.

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