I was working hard today on my final collage for the upcoming show, and feeling the pressure of deadlines, but I had stress relief in the form of my 9 year-old neighbour Morgan, who asked if he could paint with me.
He painted a cow while I worked on my collage and we chatted as we worked.
He’s a very literal little boy – practical, straightforward, totally lacking in artifice – so he really doesn’t get why I don’t just make things look exactly like real life.
A few years ago, I showed him a series of paintings – as I had become more confident, the images had moved more towards abstraction. He looked for a while, then looked up at me with a puzzled expression and asked “how come the more you do, the worser you get?”
I’m happy with my new collage but I can’t show it to you because it’s currently resting under a pile of heavy books while the glue sets.
But here is one I am framing tomorrow. It’s called Nothing Lasts Forever, and it’s a montage made up of pieces of earlier paintings.