The One That Got Away

I took a break from work for some R&R and sun in Spain. And as ever ended up working however some of it in my sketchbook on the balcony, working some ideas through for new works in the studio upon my return.

As I was in the throws of creative inspiration a gust of warm light Mediterranean wind took the one I was working on off from the ledge up, up and into the trees. Where it remained. Staying at the Hotel Romantic in Sitges, known for its' own art collection of local and regional artisans. Can I now say, 'Work hanging in an international art collection'?

Lots of sketches and colour studies made, so keep an eye on my flickr page for new work as it evolves ahead of seeing it in the flesh at Brighton Art Fair in September. Contact me for invitation or ticket details.

Landscapes

Done a fair bit of traveling by train the past week or so. I took the west coast route and saw the changing landscapes out of a Virgin train window and was inspired again, as you cross the borders at the numbers and grace and presence that wind turbines have, and the collective beauty of them en mass, as well as the singular homesteads through the Cumbria section that are doing their bit.

So what is the collective noun for wind turbines?

I could not find the answer online, or think of anything witty right now, but had fun looking at this site. (Above studies from the daily studio 'one a day' series, indian ink on gesso on linen and milk glazed, 10x10cm)

Started reading Patrick Gale's 'Notes from an Exhibition', that I picked up in Foyles from the art and literature point of sale display, on the journey up to Scotland and I hope to conclude it on the journey to Cornwall this weekend. How fitting? as it positions itself in this particular geographic and relative movement in art. So let us see what inspires, falls into place from the end third of the book and having the experience of the sea, coastline and light that these long days can offer.

Time for a new sketchbook.