November 2017 saw two canvases leave the art studio (a new painting along with a blast from the past) for the perfect new homes.
During summer 2015 we looked after a lovelyLhasa Apsocalled Benji whilst a friend was away on holiday. Benji quickly became my art studio assistant for the week, easily setting into his new role by sleeping:
Towards the end of October this year we received the news that Benji had sadly left us for doggy heaven. In honour of the cheeky little scamp I completed a painting of him for his owner. The painting was based on a photograph I took of Benji during his residency as my art studio assistant:
‘Benji’ was delivered to his owner a couple of weeks ago so the finished canvas is now in the rightful and perfect place, Benji’s home:
Acrylic and ink on canvas
Back in the 1990s I was a sulky teenager with a bad haircut (the curse of the curtains, proof that I can’t be trusted to select hairstyles and why God took my hair away). What better way to fuel my teenage angst than studying the poetry of Sylvia Plath?! This is exactly what happened as Plath was one of the set-texts for my English Literature A Level exams.
To be fair two years of studying Plath was actually brilliant! We had an amazing teacher who was a self-confessed Plath enthusiast (and, although she probably wouldn’t say this herself, a Plath expert). Our teacher generously shared with us her passion and knowledge of all things Plath, making the time we spent studying the mostly sombre subject matter enjoyable.
My overriding recollection of this time is laughter. This period of my life brings back so many great memories that I completed a small painting of Plath back in 2011 as a homage to that great two years:
Acrylic on canvas
Fast-forward another six years and ‘Ariel’ has finally found the perfect home. Plath is now safely housed with the lovely lady who taught me Plath:
Pictured alongside the painting is a cover of the book of poems that introduced me to Plath, and a snippet of the notes I made inside as part of my studies.