Are you afraid to draw? I know, it makes no sense. We love to draw. Our love of art defines who we are. Why should we be afraid of it? Ah, but that’s just the problem. It’s because we love it so much, because it defines us, that the stakes are so ridiculously high. The cost
Debbie is walking past her living room. She is struck suddenly by the shadow of a plant, cast on a glass door. She stands enraptured for a moment, then rushes to find pencil and a sketch pad, so she can catch this fleeting moment that has impressed its beauty on her consciousness. What is it
Have you ever felt slightly out of step with the world around you? Are you often happier with your own company? Do large groups of people and social events drain you and leave you needing to recharge? Would you often rather stay at home and work on something creative than go out socialising? And do
I don’t believe in talent. I don’t believe that anyone is born with a natural sense of colour, or with a natural sense of design. I don’t believe that anyone is born with a natural ability to draw. Or make music, or play football, or anything else for that matter. I don’t believe in talent.
A while ago someone said to me that they thought that a lot of my work was about balance. I thought it was an interesting comment, and an insightful one too. I do think that balanceis very important in painting and drawing in a number of ways. The balance of the values is perhaps oneof