Golden fluid acrylics Turquoise (phthalo) and Quinacridone magenta. This is much richer than the scan shows. Thank heavens, this is the last day of the messed up numbering!
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#100dayproject
A couple of years ago I did #ICAD (index card a day) for a year and those works were exhibited at The Village gallery in Eltham. I don’t want a year-long project but 100 days might be good. But what to do? So many things appeal…
My first love in art is colour. As a teenager I bought a lot of makeup but never really wore it. It must have driven Mum nuts. Later, I collected tapestry wool, patchwork fabrics and so on, but never creating much. In my mid-20s – between a BA and a PGDip in sociology – I did an art course through The Learning Connexion in Wellington.
And there, finally, was the answer. All that time I had been collecting colour. Paint, pastels, pens, crayons, inks; glorious colour. So that’s what my #100dayproject is going to focus on – colours and how they sit together, how they mix, how they layer.
I usually join #BlogJune to jumpstart my writing but don’t have it in me this year. A library friend has started a thread on Twitter where we’re posting an image a day for #BlogJune and can write as much or little as we want, so I’m combining the two things.
This is Golden fluid acrylic Phthalo blue (red shade) and Liquitex heavy body medium yellow.
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Getting down the bones
Sometimes all I need in my art journals are the bare bones in order to remember an event or feeling. Other times I write a lot; how readable it is depends on the content. I’m generally very open with what I share, but there are times when I can’t have other people reading the text. The ‘feeling let down’ page was one of those rare moments, so the story behind the page is on the back of a tag. I can lift it up and read if I want to, but probably won’t. Getting it written down was enough. Cathartic!
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A bit of this & that
I hit the wall on Friday. I was working, had an appointment for an x-ray of both knees in the hope of replacements, a bunch of deadlines, a meeting with some of my staff, a puppy to wrangle etc. I found myself rushing round the house muttering “I hate every f*cking thing” as I went. After 50+ days of 6-6.30am starts and little rest, I was exhausted.
The x-rays went well, but left me very sore. I had lunch at the skatepark; sunshine & fresh air helped. The meeting with four of my staff made me feel a lot better. In the face of all this they’re innovative, determined and caring – I love them to bits.
Today I got up with Inky at 6.30 but went back to bed when Tony got up about 8 – I didn’t get up until midday and, after lunch, Inky slept in my arms for about 3 hours. I didn’t really tackled any work till after dinner, which has no doubt done me some good.
Yesterday I did my weekly diary and started a journal page which I completed tonight, along with some COVID journal backgrounds. The journal page has a story behind it, which I can’t share 😉
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New art journal
I’ve been waiting (im)patiently for some new art supplies and they arrived this week, but playtime had to wait until the weekend because I’m working from home. I was super excited to get a Dina Wakley Media blue edition journal and I love it! I had one of the original mixed media journals Dina put out and enjoyed it, so was interested to see her using denim. I also got some of her collage tissue, a few paint colours and some of her new gloss acrylic sprays.
The thing about new supplies is there is always a learning curve. Not all acrylic paints work the same way, tissue papers are different weights and so on. With a mixed media journal you need to learn what the various substrates do. Often there’s some completed pages you love early on, and a few you’re pretty ho hum about.
The only way to get really comfortable with new supplies is to play, play some more, and then play even more. Test, retest, and start to understand how they work. Today I’ve done 3 pages in the new journal. Two I’m super happy with and one is in the ‘ho hum basket’ but that’s ok. As I say to people when I teach a class, in the end it’s only paint and paper…
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