a rose by anyother name

Suffice to say I didn’t get anything from the sunflowers except a lot of yellow on a page, I’ll go back to it at a later date and build on it till I am happy. I have a lot of projects going on but nothing near completion, so I decided to do a quick and simple watercolour just so I could have a feeling of Finishing something. I am still very unfamiliar with watercolour, I have never really explored it before KNOWING how hard a medium it is. I have found it can be a very liberating paint to play with. While it is harder to get used to then the silky oil it’s not problem to fix mistakes paints that I’m used to; watercolour can be forgiving if you aren’t strict in your flexibility. So this is my first watercolour, a Rose. It’s not a strict study and I only used the three primary colours. It’s a bit brighter in the scanning then in reality, and the yellow edging is harsher, however for a first quick play with the paint I am generally happy with the result.

A person has to start somewhere before they can get to where they want to be.

Watercolour Rose


I haven’t been as productive as I should be, and I have very little to show for all my pottering around with a brush and chalk. In some ways I’m cranky at the waste of time but I am trying not to be so hard on myself. It has been a long time between artistic adventures and it takes time to build confidence and rhythm. I am unhappy with my efforts so far in regard to skill. I don’t remember being this bad, it really is all down to practice. A person can be as talented as all hell but it matters little if they let the skill waste away without maintaining it. Art is 20% talent and 70% practice and learning.

I bought a bunch of sunflowers yesterday, to experiment with some free flowing watercolours and maybe a few close studies. Sunflowers really are a happy flower, sturdy and strong, bold in colour and volume. So that will be this weeks task. Good bad or ugly I will post the results. I am also working on a abstract landscape. I don’t know if it’s got anything to do with growing up in outback Australia or not, but I love landscapes. The vastness of open space makes you realise just how powerful nature is, and just how small you are in the scope of it all. I don’t get that feeling here in Scotland, it’s all very pretty, stunning even; but there isn’t that sense of oppressive vastness. Maybe its all the mountains, breaking up the space, and knowing that you just are never that far away from anything.

Anyway my Gesso is nearly dry, time to do something productive.

Edinburgh Festival

Despite the wealth of Art Shows on during the Edinburgh Festival this year, I didn’t take advantage. Every year I say this year I will go see this and this and this and generally I get to see about half of what I want, but in truth I find the Festival, completely exhausting and overwhelming these days. Movement is to dificult at the moment for me to enjoy what the Arts Festival has to offer. However the one thing I did want to see this year I made sure I went too. The World Press Photo Exhibition at the parliament building. It was well worth my journey outdoors. If photo journalism interests you and you still have the opportunity to go see this exhibition then GO. Here is the website for those who would like to view the winning photos.

Photgraphed by Akintunde Akinleye - Spot News First Prize singles.

Photographed by Akintunde Akinleye РSpot News, 1st prize singles. 269 people died as a ruptured petroleum pipeline burst into flames in the highly populated district of Abule-Egbat on the outskirts of Nigeria’s commercial capital, Lagos, December 26, 2006.


It feels good to paint again.

Paint it darn it

It has been so long since I have had to be disciplined. Routine and I are not the best of friends and I find myself totally lost as to were to start and how to make time for it. I have become just soooooo darn good at wasting time to avoid doing things that now I WANT to do stuff, I just can’t focus. It’s terribly frustrating. I want to Paint. I have so many things swirling round in my brain that its overwhelming. I guess part of me is still scared to start.

Gives myself a good kick up the arse and tells myself to just bloody do it!