I think I have talked about this before: I have learned to not fret over ideas that come to me at night when I am in bed, falling asleep or in a dream or when I half wake. I have wasted hours trying to capture the chimera that is this or that perfect composition or even just try to remember it! Unless it is still burning bright when I wake I just forget it. This morning the night’s inspiration was still burning bright and I merged it with some other things I have bubbling away and am very happy with how this piece turned out. I may do some more work in this vein.
I was trying to concentrate on preparations for Dorset Art Weeks today and getting frustrated by the changing light for photographing largely white pieces. So I didn’t attempt to do #Letter365 until after dinner. This is another one that I nearly kept – I think it would be good fodder for Dorset Art Weeks – but I had a plan and I’m sticking to it.
You can see I have left a piece of the border of the stamp page attached to the stamp. As a child I used to love seeing registration and other printers’ marks and can remember my father explaining how they were used in printing. Still like them now especially dotty colour ones.
An unfolding artwork created a piece each day for a year
