My flat. I love it quite a lot. Well, it belongs to someone else but for the time being, I am occupying a very lovely space in this fine, fine city. It isn’t that the place is palatial (far from that) or that it has the latest, trendy insides (don’t believe decor has been touched for the last 15 years) or has been accessorised with any amount of taste (it appears to me that landlord thought “Cripes! Since I’m renting out this place I should probably find some vases or something” then went to a car boot sale and bought a lot of mis-matched crap). I have turned the place into something livable by a) hiding all the tat in the closet and b) putting up my own collection of artworks and cards from various friends, artists, designers.
What I love about this place is the massive floor to ceiling, double wide window that takes up most of one of my living room walls. My views are grand and I never seem to tire of looking out the window. This is a bonus as I have spent the last several days on the sofa capable of little else than looking out the window. I had great plans for this week but it appears my body had other ideas and decided to break down a bit on me. So. The window. And my hours of staring out it.
I am choosing to look at this, out this, as a blessing. I am taking this time to study and draw the buildings and their many many windows, sweet little gardens and cobbled street. It isn’t a very busy little street below, but there are just enough people walking their dogs/their children/themselves to get a bit of practice drawing moving forms. And to be honest, as my entire artistic practice is based on buildings and focused on Edinburgh, I think this practice is very much desired anyway. So look at this, cheery little me, dizzy and nauseous and attempting to make the best of it.
Whilst I draw and paint and study and look, I have been keeping the good tunes going. There has been some funk, Lemon Jelly, Grizzly Bear and others. I’ve also tapped into TED viewing and found this little gem about creative flow on Michael Nobbs’ website.
Thanks, Pete, for my paint set.