Using this blog to document my painting progress reveals tendencies I’ve developed that I seem to have been blind to until now. In my case, the tendency is so glaringly obvious that a mole-rat with cataracts probably spotted it before I did, but I got there in the end – and now I’m outing myself: I think I may have a … More The Frog makes a come-back
There’s no easy way to say this, but I think I might be a bit over the Olympics. Perhaps I have ‘Elite Performance Fatigue’. All those stories of grit and determination in the face of pain, hardship and a strictly salad-without-dressing diet… Perhaps it’s because every minute I spend watching those focussed, determined and insensitively buff people achieve their goals, … More And it’s Beige! Beige! Beige! for Australia
My plan? To stop stalling, just muck in, get dirty (painty?), and start producing a body of work that I can exhibit. … More Beware small boys bearing gifts.
I did a stock-take on all the art materials I’ve purched over the years and discovered that what Imelda Marcos was to shoes, I am to sketch books, paints, pencils, cans of spray adhesive and blank canvases. SO MANY blank canvases. The good thing about all this is that I can get started on ‘Getting my Art Into … More It’s okay Imelda, I understand.
So said my nine year old self. Then I heard the words ‘graphic designer’ and they sounded much more modern and adult, so I changed tack. My parents breathed a sigh of relief: I would be able to afford to move out of home one day. Fast forward thirty years and here I am: a … More “When I grow up I’d like to be an artist.”