A visiting friend asked me today what my drawings meant, why I had written ‘dirt’ along the bottom of my last drawing.
So I explained- dirt represented the soil, the dark part of life, heavy and hard sounding, the heaviness of the body.
And the spirographs and stars and swirly things above represented the sky and lightness, lack of weight, gravity free, the content of the head, the carefree mind.
Of course, I was only able to explain any of this AFTER the drawing was complete.
During I only have a vague idea what it might be about.
I decide what it’s about once it’s finished and it becomes clear to me what I was getting at.
Sort of like making up your mind what was the meaning behind an ambiguous story line in a film you’ve just seen.
On the way out of the studio, on the stairwell, my friend turned to me and said, ‘It must be great to be able to just pluck these things out of your mind and put them on paper!’
What could I do but agree.
Today’s good thing was a visit from Chloe, the toddler, and her grandmother, SC.
Chloe is growing up and now walks, nods, shares her biscuits and understands the meaning of the word NO.
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A Mote of Dust in a Sunbeam
70x100cm, black ink on Fabriano.
£800
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