I've never been very good with leftovers. Indeed we rarely want the same meal twice in a row
but I'm on a mission to keep warm and healthy at the studio, so yesterday's chunky broth, has been given the thai coriander, red sauce & coconut treatment for lunchtime today.
I'll never get the lid on that flask
and my mission today is to decide on a frame for a painting I've taken quite a while over, despite it's simplicity.
It's entitled "death of the comic illustrator" and the narrative is thus ..................
We have the memory of 2 of my sisters in the hospital room looking out of the window, they comfort each other tenderly, and my mother has passed away after years of illness
& I watch unobserved & isolated.
My mother was an illustrator for DC Thompson in Dundee, producers of the Dandy and the Beano and the like.
So I present my feelings in an old fashioned comic snapshot style.
it's taken a while to get it "just so" for me, although the physical painting was rather quick, just an hour.
I wanted it to be like the old unambitious, fudged print on comics, with so few colours, reflecting the memories that are old and recent, that are almost monochrome.
Some things seem so dim & grey on reflection.