Category: Art
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Tuesday
I took a small tiny sketchbook with me, and at 9pm I got a couple of little sketches done. This one is an old lamp that hangs in Perth railway station, which is one of the places we changed trains today. It’s been a long day, and we’ve travelled from the middle to the far…
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Apprehensive
I am preparing for a wee trip that will hopefully double-up as an artist date kind of thing, with some experiences to fill the well, alongside meeting familial obligations. I am avoiding my To Do List, and navigating executive dysfunction like a pro, so the fact I have painted at all is merely an example…
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Quirky Cat
A ten -minute challenge to paint a quirky cat ornament study while limited to chunky scratchy brush and only two colours plus white. Also testing out some inexpensive A3 paper I picked up. It will do a trick, but I’ll buy something different next time. Til the morn, Suzanne 218/300
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Deconstruction and Integration
A large piece of brown packing paper has been annoying me for days, perhaps longer. I saved it to paint on later, then slotted it into a place where it just kept getting in the way. Today I tore it up, and put it back together to make painting surfaces. Deconstruction and integration. I used…
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Make a Sotter
I paint every day and I pop a blog up every day, and that is the touchstone, the thing that is consistent in my world. The world is fucked up. The last time I really felt hope was ten years ago. The weight of my thoughts is heavy a lot of the time. Some of…
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Challenging angle
Challenging angles are my brain food. Til the morn, Suzanne 215/300
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Messy
I got messy today, making backgrounds. I am just needing to scrape, and smear, and spread, and mix, and play without looking and observing and seeing and scrutinising. Til the morn, Suzanne 214/300
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Not A Swatch
I mean I was swatching and playing with colour today, but I needed to paint *something* other than pretty, wonky squares. Til the morn, Suzanne 213/300
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Monday Moulachin
Moulachin aboot nae muckle tae show fur it, ken. A bit of Scots language there, for you. Swatching acrylics again today, and isn’t it pretty? I really haven’t done this for a long time, and it shows. I’m doing this in part to kind of appraise what I have, because I have so many paints…
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Sunday Swatching
Some twat was prevaricating about how pointless swatching colours is, that it isn’t creative, and that it spoils sketchbooks, or wastes them, or some tripe. I was good, and I scrolled on past that negativity like a goddess fully in control of her impulses. Swatching is cerative practise. Of course it is. It tells you…
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Non Day
Mood. Til the morn, Suzanne 209/300
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