I see that storm we had in Barnard Castle on Wednesday made the news and a couple of local bridges remain closed awaiting structural surveys. One of them is a wooden bridge at Whorlton which always makes me slightly nervous at the best of times as it literally is wooden planks – you can see right through the gaps to the water below. It always felt wrong taking a car over it, but I believe it is a listed or protected structure, so even if it needs work, I suspect the wooden planks will stay.
Something I read fairly recently (but can’t remember where) was about the creativity gap. That’s the difference between what you see in your head and what you end up creating. You know how you want it to turn out and because it isn’t how you pictured it, your inner critic comes out in full force and tells you it’s rubbish. The article went on to say that basically you need to practice if you ever want to close that gap. It’s true, I really believe quality is overrated when it comes to making art – quantity is more important. Just keep on doing it and the quality will come.
So while my inner critic sits on my shoulder and says “you’re not seriously going to put that on the internet are you”, my wiser self just says “shut the **** up” and is going ahead anyway.
It’s loosely based on the photos I took the other night and no, it’s not quite how it was in my head, but for a first attempt at an actual painting with PanPastels, I’m quietly happy with it. I’m happy with the sky, but don’t have the fine control of the media yet to do trees as well as I’d like. Yes, I’m being pernickety, but I think we all are with our own work. I used an old canvas pad I have and it was actually a bit too textured, so I think I may invest in some pastel paper.
Did you know that research has found looking up at the sky or just looking up in general can combat depression? I can’t remember where I read that either, so I can’t back it up, but I like the idea a lot. Not so great in the rain and fog, but most of the time I find the sky an inspiring and uplifting thing to stare at.
So far the sky is looking overcast, but it’s dry at the moment. Adrian has two gigs this weekend – I’ll be watching him play at The Ship in Richmond tonight, but I’ve cried off Sunday’s afternoon’s performance as it’s in a field at Catterick. If the weather forecast is right, it will be a bit of a mudbath so I’ll stay at home and pretend I’m a domestic goddess by making sure he has a nice hot dinner ready to come back to. (My slow cooker is my latest favourite kitchen gadget!)
Have a great weekend, whatever you’re doing, and I hope it stays dry for you.
(My inner critic has flounced off in a huff and is now trying to form a coalition with the time thief…)