'Aller au fil de l'eau' means to go with the flow. It is also, appropriately, the name of the café in the small French village where I live. On the terrace, the atmosphere is relaxed, life seems to mosey along no faster than the river that slips lazily by. In spring and early summer, conversations are often accompanied by a chorus of croaking frogs. Creating this blog is some kind of commitment to take brush or pen or pencil in hand every day and make art. As Julia Cameron says: "...creativity is not a marathon event that we must gird ourselves for, whacking off great swaths of life as we know it to make room for it. Creativity is not aberrant, not dramatic, not dangerous. If anything, it is the pent-up energy of not using our creativity that feels that way". Not making art is like trying to stop the flow of the river. I surrender to the flow and watch where it takes me.
Friday, 22 May 2009
Tyres & Tiles
In my wanderings round the village one afternoon, I came upon this heap of 'junk' - discarded tyres propped up against a wall, ragged bits of doors and shutters, broken canal tiles neatly stacked in front, and the whole thing overgrown with ivy. The perfect outdoor still-life arrangement. Working from a photograph, my aim was to stay loose with both the initial pencil drawing and the paint.