Showing posts with label Dark All Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dark All Day. Show all posts

Monday, November 18, 2013

other dimensions





Top to bottom: Colony Collapse Disorder, Dark All Day, Magick and Superhero Cemetery. All mixed media on cradled wood board, 6 x 6 inches, for an upcoming group show called GRID, at artstream studios. Other than the physical dimensions, no imposed theme for this show so I chose to paint/illustrate four stories from my new book – a signed copy of which comes with purchase of the set.

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More miniature work: a series I call Little Widows, pencil and watercolour on paper, area size about 4 x 6 inches each but the actual images much smaller. Working this small simplifies things considerably, and has a certain charm (I hope).

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

the fall that keeps on falling


Fall is by far the busiest time of the year; there is always some point where I have to write the words SLOW DOWN in my appointment book. Because almost all the appointments are with myself, and deadlines are often as much imagined as real. At the same, it's distressing to go through notebooks where I find myself making plans about plans.

So what am I working on?

Artstream is having a GRID show this winter – affordable artworks in 6 x 6-inch format, in whatever array or series the artist chooses. I'm making four pieces, in various media, on cradled wood board, based on stories from my new book, Dark All Day.

But since I can't work small all the time, I've just finished a large (don't have the measurements in front of me, but roughly the size of a coffee table) painting on board about 1984. Don't even ask. And the trouble with saying "finished" is that it never applies to just the artwork itself – I have this fixation with 'complete' work, so I always have to write a story or essay about it, and make an audio recording, and print some kind of booklet for it. Anyway, I'll post more about this next week.

And I'm trying to have a whack of work ready for the upcoming Fat Goose Craft Fair. I only have a half table but I intend to cram it with lovely tchotchkes – cigar-tin stories, drawings, books, illuminated cards, prints, bookmarks – all of it original and handmade.

And then there's still Christmas. Looming.