I didn’t realize how long I hadn’t blogged, but to reassure you: I am doing well. The impact with my brain tumor was more severe than I thought. Well, how was I supposed to know? I’m leading a different, no less beautiful life now. But it takes aaall soooo horribly loooong and I don’t have the strength and stamina to spend more than 2-3 hours (yet !) on my art.
In addition, we all work in the home office. If it blinks here, or someone blows his nose or laughs, it can mess up my synapses to such an extent that it hits my concentration.
But that doesn’t mean I haven’t been busy. It’s just that there’s nothing to show for it. I have (felt) worked my way through all the watercolor papers, on which surface I feel most comfortable with gouache and with which I have the strongest expression. I didn’t realize the amount of papers out there!
Also, I have little interest in landscape paintings at the moment. The challenge now is figurative, with text – I want my paintings to tell stories. Leaning on my sketchbooks. That is now to find out, to approach, to compose and everything in sooo looooong steps. Well, patience has never been my strong point.
Besides, the time when I’m sitting in the coffee or somewhere else is not possible right now either. So I sit in a warm room and sketch from my iPad. Gesture is the big topic right now. It also trains the wrist and shoulder.
My husband was just rummaging around and I asked him for a nice closing sentence.
He: »And I can’t think of the nice closing sentence right now.«