The exhibition has come and gone. I had work in the room
that used to house the fire engines (now a gallery) as well as work in the
adjoining large studio, dotted with printing presses. Some 70 pieces in all. There was
a combination of different versions of 8 printing plates, a series of drawings
and several linked paintings.
I must say I always find it a satisfying experience,
regardless of the volume of sales. Being able to stand, be surrounded by, and
look at all of your work displayed together, whenever you want to, for two and a
half weeks is really special and the comments of all of the viewers a welcome
boost to morale.
However, the time flies by and before you know it you are
packing up and removing all trace of your existence from the space. From being
“special” life returns to normal and everything seems a little flat and bland
for a while.
The next theme and body of work however beckons and slowly
interest, and then the familiar absorption, begins to build and the exploration
of a new facet of “detail in nature” gathers momentum.
