Well, it has been in my neck of the woods anyway. Who, I ask you, would open an art gallery in the most economically challenged and culturally bereft country in Western Europe expecting it to be either profitable or fun?
To be fair, I expected neither and I haven’t been disappointed 
For me it was about a spot to showcase my work, to bring it to the attention of a miniscule percentage of an almost entirely disinterested British public. I watch people shuffle down Wittering Walk, realise they’ve come to the bottom, scan blankly over my gallery and amble away. A couple of days ago I actually thanked a guy for looking in the window – it’s that rare an event.
Has it stopped me painting? Have I, sadly disillusioned, hung up my paintbrushes and retired to a scintillating life of daytime TV? I have not!
And to prove the point I’ve just finished this. We’ve had our fair share of gales this season and this is one of them. The wind, which turns the entire ocean into a white mess (it’s called wind chop I believe) has abated leaving this huge sea – I can guarantee there’ll be a kite surfer out there somewhere!
It’s an oil painting and it’s 3′ x 2′ (90 x 60 ‘ish). Not yet in it’s display frame as we’ve just moved and most of my framing gear is in a lock-up somewhere – but it will be soon. Offered for sale at £1500.00
This one is a monster! It’s a whopping 1.5m x 1m. You’ll need a big room to hang it and it is powerful. I’ve priced it at 2.5k – it was on the easel five and a half months and, far too tall for my studio ceiling to allow me to work on the bottom of the canvas, it had to come into the house! A challenge to work on – because of the size none of the techniques for painting spray would work – ALL had to be painted properly, every single tumble and splash. Goes some way to explaining why it took so long.
Thanks for reading and do pop in to have a look properly, You’re right – tumbleweed is dreadful stuff but I’ve got a clothes brush!
Pip, pip,
SB
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