More misuse of cameras, wilful distortion of colour and focus. I’m tired of social media expectations, I’ll make: what I want, how I want, when I want. I refuse to serve the blind idiot machine god of the digital. I exist in spite of my digital footprint, not because.
Values have always been hard to keep clean, to not be swayed by the environment around me. Making art and holding my motives in check isn’t easy, I want an audience - but at what cost?
Something about these colours again, I keep returning to ambers and blacks as a palette - why? What pulls at me from the inside to render in this way, what do they mean to me? Maybe somehow they represent the colours of mystery, the unexplained, the colours of change.
It would be good to print this twice. One incarnation as a digital Giclee with the blacks as velvety as possible, and another as an interpretation of the image, a hand rendered etching or screen print, concentrating on the layering of the colour and the texture of the inks. I could go down a whole rabbit hole of ‘hand made inks’ (and go large in format)…
But as a good friend warned - that might be jumping tracks…