This has been the hardest week of the year so far to keep the project going. I thought it was hard enough before the move when I was packing everything away – well little did I know that that was the easy bit. Unpacking is far, far harder – who knew! This is because as each item is unpacked it has to be put away or placed somewhere and in a new house these places have not evolved yet, so each item has to be thought about and that takes time. Most of my drawings this week have been late night or when I am out and about and a shocking bunch they are this time.
Just as many previous weeks have involved packing up possessions now I am involved with unpacking them….. My workroom has become the dumping ground for everything that does not yet have a place in our new home so I can barely move in the space, but on the positive side the rest of the house is taking shape. I have kept up the drawing but they are mostly late night drawings as I keep getting sidetracked during the day.
Well you might be able to spot my current concern as you look through my sketches for the week, I make no apology. We are now camping indoors as things are packed away, my studio has shrunk to a basket and my kitchen to a cardboard box. Feeling positive but also apprehensive – will everything go smoothly? will the removal men arrive? will the money go into the right places? will I like my new home? will I have regrets? Time will tell I expect.
This has been a huge week for me, on day 191 we finally exchanged contracts on the sale of our house and the purchase of a new house! The process of selling and buying houses is tortuous and slow and has been a huge strain; the daily drawing practice has given me a break from thinking about stuff, but even that hasn’t worked these past few days as you can see in the quality of my drawings! Still we did get a couple of days camping at the seaside at Eccles on Sea (what a fab name). Packing is now in full swing and my workroom is all packed up, if I manage a drawing a day in the next week it will be a flipping miracle………… Goodbye country cottage, hello townie life.
Week 21 – it started with a bang and ended with a whimper, such is life and such has been my week. Not much more to add except that drawing has been an escape from thinking, when I sit and concentrate getting something down on paper – then the whole world falls away and I am peaceful for the time that it takes and that has been a real blessing to me in the last few weeks and days. Even saying that, it has sometimes been a struggle to get pencil to paper, see if you can spot the day when I really, really didn’t feel motivated!
My theme has been tulips this week (and last week), tulipomania has struck the depths of Suffolk. I only have one clump of tulips in the garden and I sacrificed them all for the sake of Art. I have not been finding the the time to do ‘botanicals’ what with ‘a drawing a day’ and the rest of life intervening so this week I combined them with my series of tulip drawings. I am also happy that life drawing classes have resumed although not so happy that they are in the evening as I am already tired before I even start. Still a new teacher (Ed Cooper) made for a change of ideas and I ended up doing one drawing left-handed – a very interesting experiment. I also produced a shockingly bad picture of my house which looks like a baby drew it, the proportions are so wrong its laughable, I seem to have an issue with consistency……sometimes I feel I am improving and then bang!
More daffodils than you can shake a stick at this week, not that I am a great fan of daffodils really, but a bunch in the house provided drawing material for several days. They are very complicated to draw and I need to practice.