I remember thinking that I didn't want to be known as "the teacup lady". Now I seem to be "the poppy lady". Maybe, on reflection, the teacups were better. They were certainly more satisfying works, using all sorts of strange materials and scale. I used glare and watercolour on gesso, gold leaf, silver pencil... perhaps I need to go back to something delicate for a while. I am all Monte Cassino and poppyed out!
But when I go upstairs and turn the light on this evening I know I will be a little proud of what I have achieved over the last few weeks.
And I'll blame this headache on the moon...
Sigh.
Maybe I'll finish this blog post later.
But when I go upstairs and turn the light on this evening I know I will be a little proud of what I have achieved over the last few weeks.
And I'll blame this headache on the moon...
Sigh.
Maybe I'll finish this blog post later.
3 comments:
"I'll blame the headache on the moon" sounds like a song lyric.
Sorry Kay but you have no chance of stopping painting poppies because poppies are part of your DNA.
OK, just for Helen, I am heading upstairs now, poppy photos at the ready, (poppies outside are wet and droopy, very little moon for me last night!)
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