Wednesday, November 26, 2014
There's something pretty cool and in equal parts frustrating creating art from the fading memory of a dream. It's like trying to pick she'll out of the egg you've just cracked. Slippery, often elusive, no matter how simple it might seem.
I've had some successes, more failures but lots of learning along the way - hopefully. My dreams provide captivating visuals, emotions and concepts but are very lean on the practicalities.
Occasionally, they even feature a pale redhead with nipples on her upper arms...
Friday, November 21, 2014
Cold wine in a beautifully shaped glass in the afternoon
An un-read magazine
Clean crisp sheets
Waking naturally - no alarm or other scary noise
A sneaky nap
Slightly over cooked chips dipped into veal jus
Robin Boyd architecture
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Friday, November 14, 2014
A little tweaking when I got home but most of the work was captured on site.
Monday, November 10, 2014
The providore at Coombe Yarra Valley is the latest stockist of my watercolour artcards, aprons and in the very near future - napkins.
Everybody do a little dance now...