

Spring has passed and we are well into summer. I remember vividly the urge to sweep winter behind us and refresh the house which is much stronger than my urge to create that time of the year.
Traditionally I respond to this urge by plunging myself into all the rituals of homemaking that come at spring time gilded with a sweet & desperate want for "new, fresh and alive" feelings that accompanies this time of the year & season so I am not likely to paint in a disciplined routing, after all winter IS so "routine" anyway, yikes by now I want none of that.
At this time of year I use whatever creative energy that is available to me to make a new future, one that is fresh, lighter, alive, more colourful as I spring clean to refresh as I redesign the interior of the house, sweeping out the spirit of hibernation and call in all the possibilities and promises that come with Summer.


Studio life patterns shift rather dramatically from being crouched over the easel in winter months thus avoiding the dark wet days to now scribbling away at small pencil & ink sketches, casual water paintings & random journal entries. This is as much as I can do during at this time. I always promise myself I will do more and sometimes I do but the call of spring, the garden and primal homemaking urges overcome me every year without fail.

I redid my stairs with a wonderful rug I found for sale by someone on Facebook market place a while back....finally covered my stairwell which im rather pleased with.
I will typically Shift furniture, repaint a room or walls, repaint doors and floor skirtings to refresh the home atmosphere, wash walls, recapped a stairwell, replace felts under chair legs, clean windows, change rooms, move furniture, the list goes on wake the place up again. forget hibernation, forget dark days, forget rain and snow and move on into the short renewal season. There is no stopping me and the family are rather used to this and generally welcome the new look of the season.

After all of this there is the garden. A garden I over planted and need to find the courage to seriously simplify.

Art can sometimes be as simple as a collection of scented memories

Meanwhile alongside all of this i'll respond to my urge to paint with the odd spontaneous water color, sketch or journal entry burst. This is about as much as I can do during this time of spring, spring clean, spring garden and spring madness and other spring moods.
Who has time to really do art at this time. It will have to live inside of me until the time is right.
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