I accidentally posted this here instead of my private storage account. It’s a reference pic for an ongoing painting but I guess it might be of interest in its own right.
Three pics from our fortnight on the Isle of Lewis. The Callanish Stones are the pagan heart of the island, way older and more mysterious than Stonehenge. A China Shipping container sitting in the middle of nowhere. A very old push bike leaning against the Hebridean Soap Company wall. Had a nice break but it’s good to be back home and very much looking forward to starting college next month.
…wet cling film.
Still only posting about once a week but its better than nothing. I’ve been busy getting stuff together for an interview at the art college I’ve applied to…although it hasn’t been confirmed that I’m getting an interview yet or when it is. I’m trying to keep my cranium full of phoney positivity. Sometimes you just have to.
I had to share this – my new iPad wallpaper courtesy of Molly – she knows her way around the Sketchbook Pro app better than I do.
Another photo for the photo project I’m doing. Theme being messy today’s unscheduled DIY project fitted the bill. I had to smash up the floor tiles in the hall in order to get a carpet fitted properly. Apart from the brief buzz of primal violence with the hammer it was a complete pain to do. Thing is, I’m not finished so I’ll have to rest, regroup and hit it with renewed gusto in the morning.
I had planned to do a wee celebratory drawing of some kind to mark today’s fantastic news that gay marriage is to be allowed in Scotland. Well done the Scottish government for being so forward thinking and ignoring the vile homophobic views of the Catholic Church and Church of Scotland (not to mention Muslim leaders). Apparently the fabric of society (whatever that abstract nonsense is) will now crumble before our very eyes – or perhaps it will have no effect at all other than all those who love one another will be able to make a binding commitment, if they so wish. Our little country just got that little bit better today.
Is it really a year ago?
Amongst the mess of grass there were flowers.
Is undrawing a thing? Think I’m doing it.
the artshed 