We have had quite a bit of rain this afternoon and evening and what is engendered in me is a worry about the possibility of leaks at the studio. All was fine when I left but the wind has got up a bit.
As to what art might be engendered by a fair splashing of precipitation the obvious might be a watercolour of umbrellas. If you know anything about me you would have to say the subject is an unlikely one but then this is a funny old project and anything can happen. I can tell you for certain that there is not a genuine Botticelli painting inside. I might make a collage from images of old masters and pop it in an envelope with a message like today’s.
Last day of my show in Ramsgate and I hadn’t done my piece this morning so it didn’t get done till this evening. It’s been raining all day, but it’s even heavier tonight do the envelope did get a little spattered. I’ll add a picture when I’m back home.
I nearly didn’t make it tonight! I posted No152 with just 12 minutes to spare and only posted a holding page here at 23:58! To be frank I have struggled all day, mostly because I was struggling with designs and words for invites for the Ramsgate show – mostly still trying to get some quality reproductions of my work! I think I can be better placed to get what I need when I next have a photographic session.
So in my usual slightly-overconfident fashion I was leaving #Letter365 until this evening. I had not taken into account that working from home today I had only a minimal range of materials and decided that I really needed to go to the studio. I also did not take into account that my printer might malfunction in a much more complete way than a visit from Violet Lines. When there is a problem my printer communicates the issue by specific numbers of flashing lights. In this case it was twelve. I looked up what 12 flashes meant in the manual but the list had a reason for 11 flashes and an explanation for 13 but 12 was omitted from the list! Fortunately my partner, Sally, was able to print it for me. This little scenario made me even tighter on time and I was a bit “flustered” by now. By the time i got to the studio I was back to a composed state and set to work. Even after a false start – well two false starts – I remained confident and relaxed. I even took a little time out to make some notes of ideas for something else and to try out a little technique to see if it would produce th eresults i was looking for. I only started getting stressed again when I was photographing the elements when I heard a drip that was clearly inside the studio. It was lucky that I was there to put a bucket under the drip or else a sketchbook and some drawings would have been ruined. I moved everything else that might suffer to what i hoped was a place of safety!
Wet and chilly today – well not so chilly in the studio once the woodburner got going, a bit too hot really. No excuse for not getting on with some work, though I got a bit delayed trying to sort out websites. I just hate it when an update gives you more work and no confidence!
An unfolding artwork created a piece each day for a year