There is a serenity to my art that belies my reality. My inner self bears little resemblance to what I manifest in paint.
I would like to be able to express more of my shadow side through my images. Yet it is when I am feeling at my worst that I am least able to create, both energetically and emotionally.
The past couple of weeks have been difficult, and I have not been up to spending time in my studio, feeling no enthusiasm and seeing myself as unworthy of what might come into being there. But over the last few days I made myself look at a scribble from a few weeks back, and into an old sketch book, and by combining two ideas made this little image.
Simple, serene sleep.
Sleep, watercolours and gouache on gesso prepared card (2020) |