The first of the final wood pieces inspired by a photo. The wood is a left over bit of scrap from a woodbin at college which I paint up with a layer of white emulsion first.
Got two more to do which have been expertly carved out of an old kitchen cabinet with a jigsaw by my lovely and long suffering boyfriend. The poor man rues the day I discovered he was actually REALLY handy with DIY despite his protesting otherwise.
This one is acrylics. Will need to do oil based one too. The next two rooftops have been inspired by Neil101's photography found on the Flickr site. (see my contacts)
I can't make my mind up about this one you know.
I sort of like it. And sort of hate its simplicity and child like quality. This one is the 'detailed' one. Another will be much more emotional and evocative.
IN THEORY! haha.
I hope so.
Let me know what you think! :)
I'm still doing more architectural photos alongside these main ones in my sketchbook. I'm rather enjoying it. But don't tell anyone.
Went to English class this evening. Only one other student there, and she opened her mouth twice under duress. We did some quite interesting deconstruction work of the Rime of the Ancient Mariner. S'alright that one. So i feel semi accomplished.
Wasn't able to get into art college this afternoon though. Middle kid was feeling naseous. I am rolling my eyes a lot as i type by the way. In fairness to her, she did look a little peeky and stayed on the couch all morning with cuddles from me, so she probably wasn't pulling the wool over my Uber fashionable new glasses.
And here's something i find amusing about myself.
Speaking of which.
I occasionally feel like my Uber Fashionable New Glasses (TM) are too fashionable for me! Have I lost the plot entirely? Possibly. Then, I counter that feeble minded self critism by realising that i've become that old that I don't care anymore and am wearing them solely because I think they fucking rock. Then I sit back and think, i've surely come full circle because by not caring, i've become Uber cool and able therefore to carry off said Uber Fashionable New Glasses. But then by recognising that fact, I become lame and uncool yet again.
It's a twisted cycle of self loathing!
I can be overly dramatic at times.
Have you noticed?
Hey I'm artisty.
I'm meant to be plagued with low esteem and self doubt. It's the done thing.