I've been AFK (away from keyboard)
as my kids would say, for two weeks.
Yes, it was the dread of all parents,
I survived with just a little bit of art but now
I'm rearing to go.
One good thing I did on the holidays was
to get a huge skip bin, toss out heaps of
stuff and complete my evil plan
to take over the lounge (mwa ha ha).
It's mine, all mine, ha ha ha ha ha.
See that big space in the middle,
I'm going to get a huge piece of heavy plastic
and use my long fold up table to do lots of sloppy
prep coats on lots of canvasses at once.
That way I can keep on working in my studio.
It'll be like a big production line of canvasses
all at different stages.
You may notice that I have a lot more inks on my Ikea
trolley and in the pot on the floor. I came into some
Remember this painting that I took to a show?
It sold and I won the Peoples' Choice Prize!!
I couldn't believe it. The prize was cash so I
bought a heap of inks to play with.
Which brings me to the scary part.
I am going to attempt to ink this canvas
at home, all by myself with no De Gillett,
my lovely teacher, to help stop me screwing it up.
So, if you feel the earth rumbling and shaking tomorrow,
don't panic, it's just my knees knocking together in fear
as I squirt copious amounts of ink all over my canvas.
I have a paper bag handy just in case of hyperventilation,
hmm, might need it now just thinking of what I'm doing
While I go suck on a paper bag,
may I suggest you go over to
and see what's on the other desks around the world.
Breath in, breath out,
yep that feels a bit better,
just hope I can keep it together tomorrow...