Friday, November 17, 2006

Living Room



A particularly stubborn batch of moist pine kept me lurking by the stove waiting for it to make up its mind and burn. As I tried to tempt it to health it sat there licking up bits of cardboard and plywood without commiting to anything in return. Sammy was up the other end of the room putting in a supportive and energetic stand at the piano. Not a viable image without some major space manipulation. It does look a little bit like we are not speaking, but fortunately that is not a situation that has ever occured yet. I had the piano accompaniment going on while painting this at the round table that sits in the middle of the room.
Sometimes it really is a living room.

Gouache washes on Watson paper 23x33cm