The start of a new canvas always ends up delayed. Everything is prepared, a rough sketch is made, paints and brushed are set out, a plan of action is created, yet I stare at the white canvas and delay.
This is probably due to an appreciation of the time that this, currently white, canvas will consume. All steps up to this point happen quickly, and the first brush strokes applied to the horizon result in slow progress. I notice that I sink into a regime with this kind of painting, specifically, the sky always comes first.
Yet again it has been too long since my last post, and whilst I hate to admit it, my paints have been gathering dust on a shelf for a while. I always find this time of year tends to add some direction and energy back into my art, mostly due to the influx of new material from summer travels. This year I was on Skye for a week, an island that cannot fail to spark artistic flair!