Notes
A studio journal. What I am working on, what is not working, and what I think it might be about. Written as it happens, roughly once a month, and left as it was.
- 202602 Window, 6am The light comes in sideways and sets the table for no one. I move a cup to be useful. The cup does not mind. Somewhere a neighbour is running water through a pipe that…
- 202509 On finishing things Placeholder text. A painting is finished when I stop arguing with it, not when it stops needing something. Most of the ones I like were left a little early, while they…
- 202506 Red, again Red on white and then more red. The hand knows the way before the head has asked. Three canvases, one colour, three ways of being sorry. The first is loud. The second…
- 202411 A list instead of a painting Placeholder text. Things I keep meaning to paint: the stairwell in the old building, my mother's hands with the cuticle oil, the exact blue of a bus seat, a window that…
- 202404 What the bull knows He falls the way a sentence falls when you forget the end of it. Blue in a red field, an animal made of weather. Everyone in the stands is holding their breath as if it…
- 202310 Notes on blue Placeholder text. Blue is the colour I trust least and use most. It recedes when I want it near and sits forward when I want it gone. The lion came out blue because the…