a cup of plain white tee
Posted on December 18, 2010 4 Comments
Sometimes I get tired and I digress. I never stray far from what I do, I just do it a little differently.
three paintings|december 12 am
Posted on December 13, 2010 4 Comments
I often work on several canvases at a time. This is for several reasons, only two of which I remember at the top of my head: first of all, economic reasons. One of my least favorite things about the acrylic medium (which is also one of my favorite things about it) is its rapid dryness factor. When I have more than one canvas at my disposal, I like to use whatever paint left over from one painting onto another. It saves time and paint and is all ’round more efficient. The second reason I like working on more than one painting is that I need to take a mental and physical break from one and start or resume work on another. I think I have a relatively short attention span (or a huge penchant for multi-tasking, I don’t know…). And this is why. Read More
frothy qutra*
Posted on December 12, 2010 5 Comments
I’ve been working all morning on three paintings so forgive me if I diverge a little. As you may already know, I’ve been working a lot with collage; and collage means glue. Glue sticks to everything and is amazing to peel off. So I peeled my dried up chunk of glue off the yogurt tub I was using and tacked it to a picture of one of my paintings, on my cork board. And with a stroke of serendipity, I got this result which I am very happy with. Mind you, the fact that I’m so happy with this could possibly be another side-effect of glue.
*the white or checkered red and white head scarf worn by Arab men
waiting for the stationary shop to open
Posted on December 8, 2010 1 Comment
I spend so much of my time waiting: at traffic lights, clinic waiting rooms, for my children after school, at my parents’ as the children suffer with the tutor. Usually I have a notebook or sketchbook in my bag somewhere, or a book to read, so I’m always taken care of. I got to Mogahwi early this morning with twelve minutes to opening time. I panicked for a second (literally) because I didn’t have any of my books with me. I knew that I’d have paper though, maybe a receipt, invoice, something. So I found these. And lucky for me, I had one of my Isograph pens with me.
coconut in her hand
Posted on December 6, 2010 1 Comment
Cross the bridge to read the story-so far– in order. Read More






















