Losing my marbles?

From the studio wall, ...that cosmonaut now finished and the following, 'astronaut with orange hair', (Major Tom,) 90% completed.

Why not?

This subjectivity thing lets you tread into difficult, even taboo territory (when it comes to picture making). Letting go of 2 years of entirely abstract painting isn't easy. My plan had been to translate a lot of what I have painted, in the last 2 years, into print, on textile. I've envisaged developing a series of hanging, folded, composite pieces of abstract art work. I may still do so, but I have to follow the desire to work figuratively, is much stronger, in the here and now.

I'm using my exercise bike in the studio, as I've said, to virtually travel to work and back each day. However it also has another effective and useful function. I quite literally sit and pedal facing the work on the wall. "It helps!" It stops me, (a self imposed restriction of course) from touching the work until I arrive. That's 8.4 k or (5 miles ) of thinking time. Ten miles there and back each day.

I've worked it out...at the present rate of travel, I will have managed to cycle from the studio to Porto (and back), within the year. Today I passed the 115k mark.

I'm on the road...

 cosmonaut

cosmonaut

 astronaut with plated hair

astronaut with plated hair

On passing

In his book on the nude, Kenneth Clark says that being naked is simply being without clothes. The nude, according to him, is a form of art. I would put it differently: to be naked is to be oneself; to be nude is to be seen naked by others and yet not recognised for oneself. A nude has to be seen as an object in order to be a nude.
— John Berger

I met John Berger once as I remember. It was at the premier-opening of the play 'The Seventh Man' adapted by Adrian Mitchell and commissioned and staged by Foco Novo and directed by Roland Rees, in Hampstead in 1976. At the reception afterwards, I was asked to leave by Adrian Mitchell because because I'd helped myself to a glass of wine.   "..gate-crashing art student!"   (He didn't know that I'd actually painted all the stage sets)

John Berger (who also had no idea I'd painted the sets) stepped in and stopped my eviction, instead he offered me a glass...a decent man.

...I had to remind myself yesterday that I will need to explain "fitness" and the exercise bike...if not now, certainly at a point in the future.

This is not a diary.

Anyway, fitness in my mind operates on many levels. I know when i'm not fit. It's not about being out of breath after a walk up a hill or generally feeling out of sorts. Intuitively you know without all the obvious signs, It's just a feeling. 

Preparing to start a new project has echoes with me of applying for a job, especially that bit when you have got an interview. I have always found myself, in the weeks running up to and on the verge of interviews, taking care to exercise and and get myself physically and mentally sharp (it's more important than knowing the minute details of the potential job). I'm by no means an exercise freak. My kind of exercise is generally waving my arms about rhythmically whilst staring out at the best view I can find, breathing and doing some quite gentle exercises whilst counting. Similarly, I do so, when building up to the distillation of a new idea for a piece of work.

The exercise bike is partly to do with feeling the need to improve my general overall physical fitness, but it is also to do with the transition to this new studio. For the last year and a half I have driven 5 or 6 miles to a studio, from just outside Falmouth to Redruth. The new studio that i'm establishing is beneath the house. It seems a perfect opportunity to take up a virtual and (virtuous..Ha!) bike ride each day, to and from the studio. We all need a head-space between the domestic and the work environment.

I will say this now, but come back to it later, that I expect this new project will require a significant amount of physical effort to complete.

Some deaths can take you by surprise, because you thought they had already happened.

Fit to work? The studio is in chaos!

It may seem incongruous to start like this, but having had a few new beginnings in the past, I have always found that at first, I need to get fit. I have moved home from one county to another in the last couple of months and I have also moved from the Southern hemisphere to the North in the last few years. I am now in the process of relocating my studio, lock, stock, and barrel from Krowji in Redruth to a new space that I have established beneath the house, here in Devon.

...I am not as physically fit as I should be and subsequently I find that much of my making suffers as a consequence. So, at the outset it seems important to get on top of this and to bring a fitness activity into the studio if I am to achieve my longer term ambitions for my work this year. The establishment of a new project requires me to think and exercise at the same time... I am starting with this bike.

4K, it's a start