Orange Bouquet |
Millstone |
Night at Nayland Farm |
Sue |
Looking Down on Macabre colour |
I find that for some reason when I paint I forget who I am and what I want to say. As I am painting any one canvas I think I know but when you look at them side by side it's clear I am floundering! I am more sensitive about painting; I care what people think more than I do when I draw, make a print, fuse some plastic or make a book. As a result, when I paint I don't think I create a body of work that is identifiable or consistent. I know it's there, but I can't access it day in day out. It's curious.