march 9. a month of daily art.

On my way to Paros right now so I’m sharing something I did yesterday… cheating, since I really don’t think I’ll be in the mood to do any painting or sketching today.

I didn’t sleep much last night so I’m tired and I’m going to quiz night tonight… so other than unpacking and being HOME, I don’t think I’ll do much today.

I love quiz night. I’m hopeless at it, but I love it nonetheless.

In fact, I love games that can be played in teams. Trivial pursuit, pictionary… I love getting together with friends and playing games. Not that I do it much. I had started doing a bit of it before I left Tasmania, but ended up giving away or selling all my games before coming to Greece. Probably a stupid thing to do, cause I have a lot of english speaking friends on Paros, but at the time I thought it would be hard to find people to play with.

Oh well. Live and learn.

Still, it’ll be nice to see my friends again. And to walk on the beach.

I’m too brain dead to write much right now and we’ve only been travelling for an hour. Three more to go…

z

march 8. a month of daily art.

Another day, another small painting. I think I mentioned, these are done on offcuts of matboard which would otherwise have gone to waste… so I’m still recycling. Perhaps not as much as when I work on old canvases or broken marble or wood offcuts, but still recycling and making use of unwanted things!

I’m going back home tomorrow so I’m packing and making lists so I don’t forget anything. Had a brief panic ’cause I couldn’t find my keys, but found them! phew. They were in the first place I looked, and the last place… Because I looked in my bag first, didn’t find them, searched everywhere else I could think of, then rechecked my bag and there they were.

D’oh!

I’ve got some cuttings from plants from my aunt’s garden to take home and pot tomorrow and mom made a cheese pie which she will pack for me to take with, so I have something to eat on the ferry and dinner for tomorrow night. Gotta love moms! Of course that means I’ll have a huge suitcase of stuff to take back with me, my handbag, Lainee’s crate and a bag with the cuttings, cheese pie, water and all the last minute stuff I want to toss into it. Talk about travelling light. Never happens.

z

march 6. a month of daily art.

I’m back to acrylics and loving it!

My friend Antigone, who owns a framing shop, gave me small pieces of matboard to paint on, all cut to approximately 4in x 8in. Nice and stiff, with a slightly ribbed texture, they’re ideal for small paintings, almost miniatures.

I gotta say, working small suits me, though I enjoy working large as well. I’ve mostly always worked large, preferring A3 and up in size, since I use pastels and charcoal, ’cause I can use my entire arm to create my marks.

The tactile element has always been a big thing for me, going back to my printmaking days where I learned to use the ball of my hand and french chalk to wipe my plates, not like the kids at art school who used pages from phone directories… philestines…

Then of course, working with pastel means I not only use my hand/arm to draw, but my fingers and hand to smudge and blend.

I love ‘feeling’ my work. I’m even doing it with acrylics now, using my hand and sponges on the larger canvases, my fingertips on the small paintings.

Working small is what I do with the marbles and rocks I paint. They are a totally different ballpark of course, they don’t absorb paint, I put it on and let it dry before adding another layer of colour. With the acrylic, it dries fast so I layer it more than blend. I have bought a slow drying medium which I won’t try till I get to my own studio (ie my kitchen/living room)… I’m used to living amongs my art… my mother isn’t!

z