Sometimes I just need to let gouache and watercolour do its own thing, and when I do, wonderful things happen as colours blend and merge. This wee painting was the result.
One of my paintings, hanging in an exhibition, has been vandalised. Somewhat upsetting as it is gratingly obvious.
Someone just decided to pick off some of the light coloured thick paint right in the middle of the canvas revealing a hole showing dark underpaint. It was just such a pointless thing to do, and I find it distressing. What does it say about the painting, or my work, or me as an artist? Or the vandal?
Meanwhile, I have been told that my paintings are morbid and have been asked if I could do something cheerier, like flower paintings. I was somewhat taken aback and rather upset (stoically tried not to show it) as I’ve never heard my landscapes and skyscapes described like that, certainly not to my face.
I find the criticism all the more confusing as the people doing the opining have my paintings in a corridor against dark wallpaper. The lighting is angled at the dark blue carpeted floor and not my paintings. I’m trying not to let it bother me, but I still find it unsettling even though the conditions aren’t exactly of a gallery quality.
Above, is one of the apparently morbid ones; let me know what you think.