I’ve been unhappy with a lot of my recent work. More accomplished artists have their bad days, but my particular problem seems to be set firmly in my mind. I can see where I want to be, but find old habits dragging me back into the same old same old! Plus, I have Norman Cornish nagging away in my mind, like some angry aunt, always looking for fault, always seeking to compare! I’ll never be Norman Cornish, but at the same time. I’ll never stop trying.
Trying too hard can often be a cause of my problems. Sometimes I need to go away and leave a particular medium for a while. At the moment I’m out of love with my acrylic work, although before this ‘lost period’ there was much to feel positive. Now my watercolours seem to be heading down the same slippery slope. I love to paint, yet at the same time it causes so much unhappiness, I often wonder why I persist!
This painting is of the crags at Howlick, in County Durham. A beautiful spot, the rocks have no magnetic powers, yet they pull at my mind. The power of ‘place’ is a wonderful thing, and I know I have something to accomplish here before my time I done. Faces are like rocks, perhaps there’s a connection that I don’t see but feel, perhaps I need to finish this post and go to bed!!!