Thursday, December 24, 2009

2009


* Started a new body of paintings. So far two completed, three more in progress.
* Started a visual blog to showcase new drawings and paintings.
* Moved house three times and retained my sanity.
* Completed three portraiture drawing commissions.
* Constructed a plan of action regarding artistic career.
* Moved in with boyfriend.
* Sunbathed in Fuerta Ventura for a week, and still have a tan some three months later.
* Accepted the inevitable increase in wisdom hairs.
* Returned to keeping a journal, morning pages and poetry.
* Had the Mahamantra sung throughout the house by HH MahaVishnu Swami.
* The (blasted) wedding dvds are now complete and ready to be gifted.
* Moved into working studio at Robertson Yard.
* Holidayed in Clare with good friends Ad, Bec and Rich.
* Attended a Muslim wedding.
* Attended 40th Anniversary Gala of Hare Krishnas at the Troxy.
* Completed a nine day colon cleanse- five days of which liquid only.
* Saw Bat for Lashes at Somerset House with Rich- amazing.
* Perfected the art of mount cutting.
* Researched potential galleries in Amsterdam and London.
* Moved on from romantic delusions of the last several years.
* Climbed Mullachmor to watch the sunset, then climbed down by moonlight.
* Weekend in Amsterdam with my sister.
* Celebrated my beloved fathers 70th Birthday.
* Learned how to fly a power kite at Lahinch.
* Five days in Leeds with Kyla- art, nature, open fires.
* Invigilated at FUSEBOX gallery during Brighton fringe.
* Had two job interviews, got neither.
* First swim of the year in Lahinch.
* Strengthened relations with parents.
* Donated linen drawing to Walpol Bay Hotel.
* Hosted a 24 person Hare Krishna program with Rich in our tiny house.
* Had my portrait drawn by Roy Eastland.
* Preached when drunk.
* Accepted my failings with good humour and the desire to continue to grow.

2010 holds all manner of possibilities.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Yuletide


Christmas is upon us, and my thoughts are going to friends I miss... lucky buggers who find themselves in hotter climates. I am feeling the pain of separation.

Amsterdam was a mixed bag of drunken merriment coupled with frustrated artists... I think I'll give it a miss for the next couple of years. It was great spending the weekend with Bel, and we did get ourselves to Haarlem which is home to the Teylers Museum as well as the Fran Hals Museum- both fascinating and inspiring places. Dutch painting really does hit it like no other. I feel good about this path.