Last year I moved all of my painting equipment to my sister’s house, because there was no space for a decently sized canvas on the floor of my bedroom. It’s a small room, and we had 3 cupboards in it, and 2 beds. My sister lives just 5 minutes away, and it was nice to go over and paint in her empty house on weekdays..
But I work mostly everyday now, and I’m too lazy to go over to her place on days that I don’t. And so it is that I hardly ever paint anymore. I painted two weeks ago though, on a day when I had no class. And I realized that I really missed it. Plus, my own bedroom has one bed less now, and a lot more floor-space than it had before. So last week I got my sister to make space in her cupboard for some random things that I didn’t want to keep in mine, and emptied out one whole shelf for my painting stuff.
I got all my brushes and knives and paint tubs home today. And 3 of my canvases and the incomplete one that I started working on that one day two weeks ago. I sort of like how it looks so far, so I took some pictures of it with my webcam. It’s actually not this blue; a bit more greenish, the type of turquoise I really love. I tried to colour correct the snapshots and change the contrasts and things But I didn’t do a very good job.
I don’t have a name for this yet, but it’s a painting about bits and pieces of a lot of things: Insignificane, the ‘Ultimate Stars’ episode of Discovery’s How The Universe Works series, a Marquez short story called Light is like Water, and a song by Devotchka called This Place Is Haunted. It wasn’t about the song initially, but it somewhat got mixed in with the rest of the stuff because I was listening to it on loop while working on the canvas.
And that’s it for now. Goodbye Zonk. Say hello if you’re reading this. And I know you’re reading this, some of you, on your android phones with your cool new apps.
Ps: This is my second canvas in a row that I’m doing directly with paint. I think I much prefer working this way. It’s faster, for one, and I don’t have to keep searching for my nephew’s pencils, for another. Plus it makes me feel awesome.