'It's been a while' is quite an understatement but I freely admit, I'm just plain bad at the business side of my business!
In my defence, Instagram has become an easy way of publicising my work. It’s not that I don’t like writing, more that Instagram is snappy…hahaha and requires a lesser application of time, unless I am sucked into Alice’s rabbit hole of wondrous things in which case minutes and hours pass with ease.
Now
My first solo exhibition of paintings is on the walls at Artsmill in Hebden Bridge. Please do visit www.artsmill.org for more info. At the time of writing, there are just five more days in which my work may be viewed there.
In my defence, Instagram has become an easy way of publicising my work. It’s not that I don’t like writing, more that Instagram is snappy…hahaha and requires a lesser application of time, unless I am sucked into Alice’s rabbit hole of wondrous things in which case minutes and hours pass with ease.
Now
My first solo exhibition of paintings is on the walls at Artsmill in Hebden Bridge. Please do visit www.artsmill.org for more info. At the time of writing, there are just five more days in which my work may be viewed there.
How this came about
In the last week of July, I had a phone call to say that my application to the Artsmill gallery had been successful and the opening of my very own solo show would be in just eighteen week’s time. Yikes! I know the space well and knew that this afforded an opportunity to work on a much larger scale. My work up to this point was proportionally unambitious. But as the prospect became more real, I knew that this was a leap I wanted to take and became hungry to size-up.
The work
Many canvases were bought over the next month or two and slowly the body of work started to stack up, and backwards, and almost out of the door of my smallish studio/gallery. The gallery area became choked with works in progress. Fortunately at one point, I was able to borrow a larger studio; my canvases gained some breathing space and I no longer had to clear away equipment on a daily basis.
The plan
Initially, I had thought that I would fill the gallery with new work but then I had so many existing smaller works that it started to make sense to include the smaller pieces; small works in the Upper Gallery and on the Mezzanine level and the larger works downstairs. This worked really well once I put one or two of the larger in amongst the smaller.
The watershed
In just three and a half months, my exhibition had materialised and I had arrived at a watershed. With seventy five paintings hanging at Artsmill and my studio full of works in progress, I knew that it would be difficult to fit back into my studio. That, together with the fact that my landlord plans to develop the old mill building where I have my studio, means that I have decided to leave Hebble End Works at the end of this month (December 2018). I need a plan but I have no plan. One thing for sure, a new story is about to begin!
In the last week of July, I had a phone call to say that my application to the Artsmill gallery had been successful and the opening of my very own solo show would be in just eighteen week’s time. Yikes! I know the space well and knew that this afforded an opportunity to work on a much larger scale. My work up to this point was proportionally unambitious. But as the prospect became more real, I knew that this was a leap I wanted to take and became hungry to size-up.
The work
Many canvases were bought over the next month or two and slowly the body of work started to stack up, and backwards, and almost out of the door of my smallish studio/gallery. The gallery area became choked with works in progress. Fortunately at one point, I was able to borrow a larger studio; my canvases gained some breathing space and I no longer had to clear away equipment on a daily basis.
The plan
Initially, I had thought that I would fill the gallery with new work but then I had so many existing smaller works that it started to make sense to include the smaller pieces; small works in the Upper Gallery and on the Mezzanine level and the larger works downstairs. This worked really well once I put one or two of the larger in amongst the smaller.
The watershed
In just three and a half months, my exhibition had materialised and I had arrived at a watershed. With seventy five paintings hanging at Artsmill and my studio full of works in progress, I knew that it would be difficult to fit back into my studio. That, together with the fact that my landlord plans to develop the old mill building where I have my studio, means that I have decided to leave Hebble End Works at the end of this month (December 2018). I need a plan but I have no plan. One thing for sure, a new story is about to begin!
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