Stocking up on food, books, treats to look forward to. Planting seeds - literally and metaphorically. The casting of messages in bottles and social media sites. The conjuring of a 'way through' the winter.
I am about to begin the 11th month of my daily paintings - I will make it through a whole year of these wee pieces for sure now. I have decided to keep them all together and see if someone, somewhere might show them all at once - 366 (leap year) small paintings. I have been very encouraged that people have enquired about buying some of them - and for those interested - I am taking names and will give first refusal of sale to these people, after exhibiting. I have also for the first time offered to undertake small abstracts as commissions to sell - more on this in later posts - we shall see if anyone takes me up on this.
This past week I posted off the above, small abstract painting - part of a trade with the lovely Calamity at Sea on tumblr - in return I am to receive a fab circular German Shepherd drawing. I very much enjoyed this trade of art work - it was fun - and I already have my next month's trading partner lined up.
Literal seeds - below - Cado - our avocado seedling - I grew this over the summer - the pit suspended by cocktail sticks above a jar of water, I shall grow another in the hopes of there being real fruit in the years to come. Other 'seeds': a hyacinth bulb - now suspended above a carafe of water - in the darkest, coldest cupboard in the cottage; acorns waiting to be tested in a bucket of water before being frozen - stratified - over winter, to plant out in spring.
I feel I have served my time being 'stratified' creatively - and that even the harshest winter cannot have the effect of those frozen years when I could not call myself an artist. This is why I seek out the Green River, despite the dark and cold.