So my New Year’s resolution was to work harder and I’m kind of getting there now. Have been feeling like hell because of the baby’s night waking, plus there always seems to be so much to do. I’m trying to fit everything in and starting to get somewhere with it all although I continue to wish I could stop time for a bit, or at least fit more into the time I have. I need to relax really, that would be the sensible thing to do, but no! There’s far too much laundry and the carpet needs hoovering and I can’t stand the mess!!!
I finished some small paintings anyway, here are 3 of them. They’re called Nella, Lucy and Anni. Nella for the wartime writer Nella Last, an ordinary woman who took part in the Mass Observation project and whose diary was published at some point. It’s a fascinating read. Lucy. Why Lucy? I can’t remember now, it seemed a good name at the time and I used to love the Lucy and Tom books by Shirley Hughes. There was a lovely Lucy in my year at school too, she was a lot of fun. Anni after a recent customer whose name I just loved – what a nice way to spell it!
I literally have never been tired like this before. I know I shouldn’t complain, I did choose to have my children after all, but it is a bloody nightmare at the moment. Oliver isn’t as easy as James was, James had naps, James slept through the night.. Yes, he was hard work too but not like this. Oliver seems to fight sleep with all of his might. I keep telling myself it’s just a phase and that I will sleep again, one day I will be able to sleep as much as I like. I’m even looking forward to being an old lady, actually looking forward to it. I think about it when I’m woken up by one of the boys in the night, and I just want to cry because I’ve been woken up, again…
Anyway! Enough baby talk… I decided last week that I would try painting with acrylics, you know, they dry fast, you can wash your brushes in water… What’s not to like? They sell themselves quite well, until you start working with them that is – they’re impossible to learn! I particularly hate the way they streak across the canvas. But I always did give up easily, well, at things I’m really not enjoying. I didn’t give up on oil paints because they smell so good, they feel good to work with, they look the best and I honestly just love them. I suppose sometimes it’s nice to wait a while for things, like the painting above, I finished that the other night but it’s been ongoing for about a month or two (blame the sprogs…). It’s the layers and layers and blending I like.
Just something I’m working on in the studio at the moment. One of many…
Still, I think I’ve turned a corner with Oliver’s sleep thanks to the internet and the awesome power of white noise! If we can keep it up I might actually get my evenings back and be able to WORK. Hooray!
I wasn’t sure about starting a new blog, I’ve been trying to use my Facebook page as a blog of sorts but it’s pretty piss poor as a blogging tool. Not good for much but snapshots and links really! And addiction, it’s so annoyingly addictive, browsing though the mundanity of other peoples’ lives. I’m still not sure whether I want/need a Facebook Fan Page, I’ve hastily deleted it in the past before now and feel like doing that again now. It just seems the thing to do for an artist, to get on all the forms of social media available!!! Get a Twitter account, get a Flickr account, get an Instagram account and get a Facebook Fan Page. Don’t forget LinkedIn, Behance and Pinterest. Problem is, they’re all a bit rubbish really and like I said before, they take up/waste so much time.
It’s so much upkeep, so many boring emails and so much wasted time. I don’t know, I think I’m just feeling a bit grumpy today! I started an Instagram account a few days ago just because of this blog, it gave me the option to have lots of those little buttons/icons for people to click on to connect via the social media. Those icons are also addictive, it’s like collecting those NSPCC badges in primary school – remember those? You got a different colour for each milestone amount of money you raised. I generally only got two badges, I remember being so jealous of a girl who’d got all of the available colours. Kind of misses the point, that maybe we were supposed to be being educated about child cruelty? Or perhaps they were playing on a child’s compulsion to collect the colourful badges, and in doing so raising more money than if they’d tried by a different method.
But I digress… I haven’t had a proper blog for such a long time and there often seems to be so many things I want to write down but mainly my own boring opinions on things. I’ve always edited myself a LOT online, I think it must take real balls for a person to be themselves totally themselves online (I wanted to write ‘themself’ there but the Oxford English Dictionary says NO!). Even people I know in real life often project a different persona on the internet and I’d say I’m guilty too, what with those profile pictures where I’m gazing into the distance because I look really awful if I look straight at the camera. Cheating you all!
It’s January the first and I have deleted pretty much all of my social media, I kept my (secret) Twitter account (it has a stupid name so nobody interested in my paintings would find it) because it’s a free method of messaging my sisters – but that may go too, in time!
I did keep Ravelry and Pinterest but they’re kind of different, Ravelry’s knitting and counts as a legitimate hobby, Pinterest, hmm… How to justify Pinterest? It’s nice to look at and I’m a visual person – there!