march 19. a month of daily art.

Its been a busy, social day today. Lunch with friends and meeting new people. A great way to spend a Sunday.

On the art front, its more dilapidated and abandoned buildings, boarded up windows and remnants of lives lived in in the house, with the clothesline still in place.

I’ve begun to use photos I’ve taken of old doors, windows and buildings on Paros as my inspiration for these small paintings now. I’ve been taking photos like these for years, may as well do more than just save them.

Soon I’ll be able to share some photos of my childhood too! A good friend of mine is scanning dad’s slides and I’m seeing photos dad took for the first time. Dad didn’t print out many of his slides, only those he chose to print so he could send them to relatives in Greece, so most of my childhood was recorded on slides I’ve never seen.

I had a slideshow/preview today and I’m excited!!

All up dad left about 1000 slides. I sorted through them while in Athens last and I tossed out a ton dad had bought of buildings in places in Asia he’d visited – they were just postcard type slides. And others which were landscapes in Australia which meant nothing to me, no identifying features. But I’m slowly going to get the rest scanned and sorted and put into some printed photo books. That way I’ll have a book to share with mom and other family.

It’s all very well to have everything in digital form, but sometimes you like to look through albums… However, I much prefer photobooks.

During COVID I put together some photobooks, one for each year pretty since the books I’d made in Australia, from photos I had on my computer. I still have to do 2020-22 … and of course now I’ll have to do the early years in Australia.

Probably the early years of mom and dad from before they met too. And our early years in Greece…

So much to do!!! And they’re not cheap. But I think its worth doing, just one at a time.

z

march 18. a month of daily art.

A lot darker than my usual stuff, but I love the way this turned out. It reminds me of a charcoal drawing I did at art school – the assignment was to paint light. I painted a dark room with sun streaming in a window. I’m not sure where that is now, but it hung in my house every time I moved till I came to Greece.

This piece is once more on the smaller matboard pieces my friend Antigone gave me (offcuts from her framing shop). I like the slight texture of these boards, not as rough as the canvas paper I used yesterday. And the small size means its easy to do in a day. Larger pieces, like the one on my easel currently, need a lot of time spent on them so they’re more a long-term project.

Today I woke up feeling like painting, which was great, so I took advantage of that getting straight into it after my morning coffee.

The original plan had been to deal with the basement store room in the morning – otherwise known as ‘the rat house’ – but I painted first!

My next door neighbour and I had got the local handyman to clean our store rooms and fill all the holes the critters were getting in through. He did a great job. He moved everything out of our units, sealed all the holes, put mesh on the louvre part of the doors, and swept and even mopped using bleach.

Needless to say, the broom, mop and bucket he used are being put in the bin and will never see the inside of my house again.

Today we went down donned in rubber gloves and masks to tackle our stuff. Some was put straight in the bin. Other stuff had to be re-wrapped cause the old bags were covered the rat and mouse crap. Everything was washed down with bleach and put back in neatly.

Its not so scary going down there now. I mean, its still damp, being underground, and I hate putting things in storage there, but at least they’re no longer covered in poop. Eww. Even the smell is much improved.

Now I think I may even store stuff down there and visit a bit more often to keep an eye on the rodent situation. If I see so much as a tiny hole being gnawed into a pipe or wall I’ll get onto it immediately.

They’ll still get in, I’m sure, but hopefully our store rooms are no longer superhighways in and out of the place.

z

march 17. a month of daily art.

Well, whaddayaknow… another window with a cat!

I really had no inspiration today and had to force myself to sit down and paint. Took me ages to decide what to paint, and in the end I went with another window.

Its not totally finished yet, but the paint needs to dry. I layered it on quite thick this time… I figured you’d forgive me for posting an unfinished piece… at least I did something! I was so tempted to just give up.

This piece a wider than the first ones I began the month with, but approximately the same height. So not very big. And its on canvas paper instead of board.

That’s about it for today. I’m very uninspired. More tomorrow. I hope I get my mojo back.

z

march 16. a month of daily art.

The last of the little squares… and on to other things tomorrow. I wonder what they will be…

I decided to do eyes again today, knowing my cousin will likely want them for her studio apartments. I mean, why not?

Sorry about the photos. Most of the time I’m working late in the afternoon and taking photos on the stove with under-cabinet lighting, hence the reflections. Not ideal photography conditions.

I’ll try to do better.

I was a busy beaver today – firstly I had a grumpy, bitey dog to groom and managed to do it without an anesthetic (which apparently the vet they took her to last time they had her done did…). Not sure if its good or bad that I’ve got a reputation of being able to handle naughty dogs…*

(*a topic for another day)

Then I visited a friend and we made a carrot cake together. Yum.

I re-did the rock I’d painted and dropped and smeared. Nothing too exciting. Another stylized eye. I have no photo of that yet.

I also started framing. I started with two bought frames to see how they would go. I’ll photograph those tomorrow in better light.

Now it’s time to get ready for quiz night, so I’m off again.

No rest for the wicked. Or even the slightly naughty.

z

march 15. a month of daily art.

Mid-way through the month. Time sure is flying by.

I wonder what I’ll do when the month is over? Will I continue to paint on a daily basis or will I get lazy and let life, work and responsibilities take over as they invariably do?

I read an interesting article today about that very thing. It was about taking cold showers and the benefit of them, but the main point of it was about forming a habit (which everyone says takes 30 days) and then maintaining it. The big thing is maintaining it. The woman writing the article said that it was easy enough to form the habit, and she was able to stick with it for a year, but then it became harder. She wrote that willpower and habit will only take you so far. You need something more to keep a habit going.

That something is the feeling you get from the habit.

By concentrating on that, there is no need to rely on willpower or force to continue. It’s something you want/need to do.

Sort of like drinking coffee in the morning.

I remember that’s how I felt years ago when I became addicted to the gym. I was like so many people, going through the motions 3-4 times a week, working on a program written for me by some gym instructor, getting nowhere.

One day a new instructor was taking me through my new 3-month program and he stopped halfway and said, ‘This program is doing nothing for you. What do you want to achieve?’

I said what we all say: ‘I want to firm up and lose some weight.’

He said my program was simply maintaining me pretty much where I was. What did I REALLY want?

So I pointed to a poster on the wall of a woman who was feminine but muscley and said, ‘I want to look like that.’

He looked me up and down and said, ‘You can do it but it will be hard work.’

I said, ‘I’ll do it, but I warn you, if I don’t see results in a month, I’ll get bored and stop’.

Well, I saw results. Huge results in a month on his program which involved me going to the gym 6 days a week. It was hard work, but I loved it. In fact, after a month I was addicted to it cause I felt so good. I craved the feeling of sweating. And the gym became a big part of my life.

… Oh boy I wish I could l get back there again. It really was a great feeling. I did for a few months before I left Tasmania to come to Greece. The secret (for me) was to find the right gym. One where I felt comfortable, challenged and liked the people.

Anyway, this post was meant to be about art… and it is.

I love the feeling I get when I’m creative. Sometimes I become frustrated when something isn’t working for me, but when it is and I finish something, it feels great.

I love the feeling of achievement, and even more I love the feeling of wonder at the things I create sometimes… its almost hard to believe they came out of my hands.

That feeling is worth sticking with it for.

So here is today’s art – I was bored of flowers, so here are some vegetables. Red ones!

I love the vibrancy of these images and I wanted to keep them sort of limited in their colour scheme. But I added a splash of yellow and green for the pop. I think it worked.

One more square frame and 4 more pre-cut small cardboard squares to go!

z

march 14. a month of daily art.

Yes, you are seeing the same thing I posted yesterday, but with one addition.

Turns out I couldn’t find a ready-made frame to fit 3 little paintings, so I bought these square frames which fit 4 of them!

I chose to paint an orange flower to finish off the set, on a purple background. That way they’re all connected by colour.

I may have to paint the frames black, but I like the light wood. We’ll see on that.

I haven’t chosen the correct layout for them yet either, but I painted the cardboard edges black and got some black card stock to mount them on when I frame them. They really pop on black. I’ll share photos of the finished product when its ready.

Meanwhile, the wind continues and the weather doesn’t encourage too much time outdoors. When the sun comes out its beautiful but windy. When the sun disappears, as it has all throughout the day, being chased by clouds, its chilly. Eh. Its March. Traditionally a windy month on a windy island in a group of windy islands.

Not a skerick of progress has been made on an online shop. I think I need to get up and sit at the computer and focus on that alone for 2 or 10 hours or so… Sometimes I really hate all this online stuff. It’s very necessary, but it takes up so much time! Just maintaining an online presence (for grooming as well as my art) is so time consuming, and I know I don’t do close to enough.

How do people do it? Manage to run an online business and still be creative?

Beats me.

z

march 13. a month of daily art.

Today the wind outside my front door is so strong I thought it would take Lainee all the way to Naxos soon as I opened the front door.

Luckily, I had her on a lead!

Anyway, thought I’d try something a bit different today.

Having spent yesterday morning cleaning up the outside areas of my little palace, I decided it was time to pay some attention to the inside. (That’s not the something different I mentioned above, though the way things have been going lately, it is rather a new thing for me…).

I finally unpacked my suitcase and sorted the mess off my kitchen table/desk. Basically, I moved most of it to the kitchen counter, but I did actually sort out a few things into a ‘I’ll never use these box’ to get rid of/give away. The idea is that I’ll go through every corner of my house, sorting and tidying as I go. Slowly. Like one day at a time…

I also varnished the two trays I’d finished before going to Athens, so they’re ready to sell if I ever when get some kind of online shop happening.

As I went through some drawers I found these little squares of very stiff cardboard I’d cut up for a project long ago and decided to use them to create tiny paintings that could be grouped together.

They’re okay, though the brilliance of the pink just doesn’t come through… I don’t have that colour in my palette. And flowers really aren’t my thing. Still, they’re sort of fun and cheerful. In a small frame, they’ll probably brighten up someone’s kitchen or hallway.

I think I’ll try something different next. In the fauna category rather the flora one. Or maybe food. I like food…

Now I gotta find a frame to put them in… hm… I’ll have a look online otherwise I’ll have to make something myself. When the weather is better. I’ll get blown away out there right now. Its already knocked over plants I tidied up yesterday.

z

march 12. a month of daily art.

Yeah, yeah. Too much socializing is bad for this daily art thing.

Today I had a great day. I spent all morning, a gloriously sunny morning, doing what passes as yard/garden work in my tiny little place which has no dirt, just pots.

I trimmed off dead bits on plants, moved plants to different spots so I could clean behind them, and killed a ton of snails which have been chewing on my plants and am now facing being doomed to the fires of hell for all eternity. I did manage to save a whole lot of earthworms, however, by relocating them so hopefully managed to balance my karma somewhat.

I gathered three big rubbish bags of pine needles, dried up olives and other debris which falls onto my patio and tiny courtyard from surrounding trees. And I took a few cuttings off a fig tree on the hill behind me which has amazing figs… I hope at least one of them takes.

Then I went for a drive around Paros with my cousin Katerina and visted a few beaches she’s never been to, walked Lainee on the sand, and ended up in Alyki for lunch. Alyki is/was a fishing village so is famous for its tavernas and sea food. Everyone was there today. Every single person who lives on Paros was there for lunch. Not a table to be had at the ‘better known’ tavernas, but we ended up having a very nice meal in a quiet little place at the end of the road.

So, a lovely,, though pretty much unproductive, day.

My cousin has asked me to make her a stone with an ‘eye’ for her reception desk at her studio apartments. When I got home I sat down and made three so she’d have a choice. I’m sharing two of them. (I dropped the other one and smeared it and I have to start over. Ugh.)

These are both stylized ‘eyes’ to basically ward off the ‘evil eye’… something a lot of Greeks believe in.

The evil eye is a supernatural belief in a curse brought about by a malevolent glare, usually given to a person when one is unaware. The evil eye dates back about 5,000 years. It is found in many cultures in the Mediterranean region as well as Western Asia and Central Asia with such cultures often believing that receiving the evil eye will cause misfortune or injury… The idea expressed by the term causes many different cultures to pursue protective measures against it, with around 40% of the world’s population believing in the evil eye… The Greek evil eye talisman specifically protects against malevolent gazes.

So, aren’t you glad I did something borderline arty today? You may have learned something new!

I really have to stop galivanting and get myself back to working! I’m having withdrawals…

z

march 11. a month of daily art.

Playing with some watercolours today, still finding my feet after being in Athens for so long.

It’s always like this. I come home and I spend the first few days unable to do anything. Sure, this time round I’ve been much more social than on previous returns, but between going out to meet friends or groom dogs, I’ve been overwhelmed with the amount of stuff I have to do around the house.

UGH.

I’ve washed some clothes but still haven’t unpacked my suitcase… only removed items I needed in order to live. Talk about lazy!

Oh, I did manage to do some shopping. I needed to do that cause the fridge was totally empty.

And walked Lainee on the beach.

I need to get back into my own mode, ya know? All this time in Athens I’d sort of gotten into an ‘Athens routine’ I need to unlearn. Soon as I get back into ‘home mode’ I’ll have to go back to Athens again…

z

march 10. a month of daily art.

Another day, another door.

I saw something on FB the other day – it said ‘when a door closes, open it again. That’s how doors work’.

Funny.

Not sure why doors and windows are so interesting to me or anyone… maybe cause they supposedly hold secrets behind them, or oppportunities, or memories, who knows. I’m sure that if I put my mind to it I could write a whole essay on the symbolism of doors and windows. Closed ones. Blank ones.

But for now, they are just gorgeously old crooked and chippy doors and windows in delapidated or abandoned old buildings.

So here is today’s painting. This time I’ve added a cat, ’cause cats are everywhere in Greece.

People now feed them more than they kick them, so although you see tons of cats, few of them are of the scaredy cat variety who run from humans. A lot of them are friendly, some are timid and elusive, but most of them are no longer terrified of humans. And most of them are no longer so skinny.

The main problem is that a lot of people are still against neutering in Greece. They think its ‘unnatural’… they would prefer to see the island over-run by starving and dying cats than to neuter them. And somehow, it seems that to a lot of the older generation of greeks (and I’m sure, plenty of younger redneck types) its much more ‘natural’ to deal with unwanted kittens and puppies by tossing them in the sea, or dumping them in rubbish bins.

Whatever.

Don’t get me started on that.

Better to look at pretty doors.

z