May contain a heavy dose of Jim Kerr
Sometimes I come away from the art for a short while – but he always draws me back in. I literally just CANNOT stop looking at him and so the only way I feel justified in doing so is…to make art and have him as the centrepiece. He’s always the focal point. There’s just…an aesthetic…
I worked on two art pieces yesterday. The first one…I knew what I wanted from it, but it didn’t really come together. I’m not sure I like it. I love him on that Whistle Test appearance though ???? The other was going to be another attempt, but it quickly morphed into something else and took…
My own headspace. My own inability to get out of what seems to “help”. It’s habitual. Like a drug. He’s a drug I can’t escape. My heroin. My life. My wife. Lou. He’s your bard. Sweet irony…
I have been working hard to try and get back to GOOD art. Get used to the changes of my main art app that I hadn’t been able to use for several weeks. The combination of just…losing my “muse” and the overhaul of my main art app just had me artistically floundering! Other things too….
And…just to take the forlorn “woe is me” self-pity to maximum amplitude… Something I completed in the early hours of this morning.
For now. This “new” video could have reignited “the muse”.