Tag Archives: Loss

Regaining Focus

One of the well-known and oft-documented side effects of dealing with the loss of close family members is loss of mental focus.  You just can’t get it together to read anything or make anything.  In fact, your risk of accidents … Continue reading

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Letting Go

Grief and creativity seldom sit alongside each other very comfortably, even though the latter can be the cure (or at least a genuine comfort) for the former.  Still, the thought of creating anything, of having to make aesthetic choices and … Continue reading

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Lost

This post isn’t really about art; it’s about emotions.  If there is any connection at all between the two, it’s because emotions can create great art, but not for me; not at the moment.  I usually like to post something … Continue reading

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First Takes, First Drafts and Alla Prima Painting

I’ve come to a realisation.  Most of the art I make is presented as it came out.  I rarely go back and correct or edit.  Everything is more or less as it happened.  I need to understand why that has … Continue reading

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The Story of Lost Arts

I last came here when my son was a very young, wriggly, distracted, bored, little boy, who wanted to run off and explore.  We stood for a while, watching the artisans ply their craft.  There were marvels being produced.  The … Continue reading

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Spider Webs

I was watching a spider in his web, today.  An impressive, hard-working and clever creature, really.  He had, over the course of weeks and months, built himself an elaborate web, which of course he depends on for his survival, that … Continue reading

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Life Is Fragile

My grandmother used to crochet.  She would spend hours making granny squares, until they got to be gigantic enough to form lovely, warm, woollen blankets.  All of her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren have them.  She would crochet in front … Continue reading

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