The smells of drying paint, the morning light the soft dabs of sable on linen…….
The studio is the site of artistic effort combined with quiet introspection. It is a place where coffee tastes better and music sounds different and time alters. Where the stillness of a moment can stretch into an era and four hours can seem like minutes.
Light is always at a variable from the early shine and afternoon glow to late night fluro. It is a place of work but it is also a sacred site, a place of devotion and sacrifice. A laboratory, a workshop, a theatre, a temple. A second home, a nest if you like, or a bower, filled with bits and pieces of inspiration, scattered about in perfect harmony but at a glance chaotic.
It is also where friends can visit, maybe have a glass of wine or even play some music and without fail, there will be some discussion on what is on the easel. This can be a nice distraction from the isolating practice of painting. Now I am opening my studio to the internet via my website so come in, sit down, and don't touch anything.