It’s such a funny thing.
Or perhaps I should call it a highly irritating, baffling thing. You can plug away for weeks on a picture, and not be sure that it’s working at all. Then one day, you can start a new one, and feel absolutely confident that it’s heading in the right direction from about five minutes in.
[Click to see it nice and big, and count how many versions of the Queen’s head you can see]
Which is a relief, because of course the side-effect of going down a few dead ends is that you start losing all belief in your abilities.
Hmmm. Does this mean I should ditch all work that I *don’t* feel good about right away?
Actually, I already know the answer to that, even though I seem to have trouble acting on it: it’s to experiment more before setting off down the route of a finished piece. I wonder how I can make myself stick to that way of working.
A few details: it’s a collage of stamps and tickets again, with inked additions, like my previous aerial views.
It’s loosely inspired by a real place: Google the name ‘Gullholmen‘ and you can see lots of pictures of it. It’s funny to spend all afternoon drawing somewhere, and only then look at images taken from other sides, or showing you the view from down amongst its little roads.
I think one of the most fun times you can have while drawing is to create little worlds that you’d like to visit yourself: this is something many of us do as kids, but perhaps not so much once we become adults.
I’m really confused now about whether I want to visit the real Gullholmen or my own version, although I suspect the real one would hold up to the weather better.
Stamps don’t really make great roofs in real life.