Wednesday, June 24, 2015

I've had it with this gig ...

What happens when your best just isn't good enough?
How many times does a person have to try at something before deciding to quit?
Are people who don't quit, even though they are failing all the time, just too stupid to realise that they haven't got it?
Or are the people who don't quit, just so full of their own ego that it doesn't matter to them, the aim is not to win but just to 'do' to be in the game?
I'm so tired of trying to figure it out.


Sunday, June 21, 2015

Still trying valiantly to keep up the morale of the troops ....

Yeah, well I haven't heard anything from the publisher yet ... I suppose, to be fair, I have to only start ... erm frettin' ... after the end of this month. So I'll just have to be patient until 30th July.     After that though it's a bit of serious editing and soul searching, then I'm sending the proposal out to a group of publishers all at once (I've been told this is not the way to do it but be damned with 'em).

I've also tried (yep, unsuccessfully) to approach interior designers in the Norfolk area to see if they want bespoke abstract art for any projects.  Again, to be fair, I only contacted ONE designer. So come Monday I'll be sending out the same bloody email to as many ID's as I can find - there's got to be ONE person out there who's interested enough in the images of my work to want to see them in the flesh (as it were) and ergo actually PURCHASE stuff, or even better still COMMISSION new work (the ultimate goal, hey?)

Onwards and upwards ...

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Unexplained

I cannot fathom out why I woke up this morning and just wanted to cry ...?  The horrible feeling followed me downstairs and out into the world and I was still feeling like I should just sit down and weep when I took Ewan to school.  Why do I feel like that?  It's so weird and scary.
Everything is well, I don't have any major problems (other than my bloody left shoulder, which should get fixed on the 26th when I go for the ultrasound and steroid injection). 
Can't figure it out at all.  Anyway, trying my best to shake it off ... (aaargh ... god please don't start singing like Tay Tay ... fuck it and shoot me in the head now!).

Monday, June 8, 2015

Jawellnofine and other musings

Hey summer's here ... well we had one whole day of it yesterday, amazing.  It started off wonderful this morning but the Norfolk wind has blown in, bringing tons of clouds with it and the temp has dropped noticeably.

Here's a couple of new paintings that I've done this past week or so.  Very heavy texture, using lots of different materials - some oils, nail varnish ... you know whatever was lying around.
This one's called "Driftwood" 

"Drifwood"

The one below is teensy weensy but I likes it - it sparkles (mainly cos I chucked some glitter into the 'trees' when they were drying)
"Field"

 Our little garden is now giving forth of the blooms ...







 Driving into Diss (a small town just up the road from us), you will see a mass of poppies on the right hand side of the road, going on for about a mile ... it's really pretty but difficult to photo because there's nowhere to stop. Take my word for it, it looks like this:

Google sourced image

We went out to an Open Farm this past weekend (along with a couple of thousand other folks from South Norfolk).   It were right fun (as they would say here in Norfolk).     Here are two photos taken within a couple of seconds of each other of the view up the field away from where we were parked.  I think Microsoft should have used these images for the Windows stuff hey? :)



I don't know what it is about the UK but flowers seem to look brighter here, the grass IS greener, the sky is bluer ... why is that?