I used to worry a lot as a student about the infinite styles and subject matter available. I used to worry a lot about being contemporary and not looking conventional. What I came to realise was that none of that mattered, what mattered was being true to yourself and developing a focused approach, painting awful pictures for years, in my case, in order reach a point where you felt you were on solid ground and was unaffected by all the noise going on around you. This may sound like it was decades ago, its not, its ongoing and I sometimes move forward with trepidation. This painting gives me hope there is a lot more to come. A few more sessions to go with this.
Springtime in Edlingham. Day 7.