I arrived with the intention of completing a painting on silk bonded with canvas that I had been struggling with for over two years; the aim was to 'fix it' in two days. I had a definite sense of purpose, a job to do, a deadline.
I struggled on for a day. The energy was all wrong;
So I peeled away the layer of silk to expose the canvas below, gold had already been applied to shine through the silk, and I worked on this instead;
A sea with swallows swarming arrived
Day 2. Being at Tyrone Guthrie Centre, informed by the greens of the surrounds, the lake, memories of a Barrie Cooke series of dripping jungle foliage ... I painted on, and birdlike creatures, primordial, a deep lake took over.
A gift of extra time arrived and I washed back, exposing layers. Ships, distant horizons, movement,
A sprite appeared cradling something precious
The Gift of Time