Looking back over my landscape art in 2024
29 December '24 (v1.4.1)
Landscape art is the thread
So 2024 draws to a close. Another year of making outdoor plein–air art concludes.
I hope you've all prospered, and found contentment at least some of the time.
2024 for me, has been a year of "What to do" questions. Most are decided and acted on – sorted – I'm pleased to say. It's a good way to end the year. Just one big question remains…
Art is a question that begs asking regularly
By regularly, I mean once every 10 years or more.
There comes a time when you look at your art and think: "I've got too comfy. Let's look with fresh eyes".
I have been here once before, though moving from illustrator to fine artist was a much bigger chasm to cross.
The questions "What do I paint?" and "How do I paint it?" were big and scary.
Back then all the answers were: "printmaking". Obviously! It did make sense… then. Actually, the answer still has "printmaking" in it — so I know it was right.
Persistence is the siege you lay on fortune.
Landscape is still my magical subject
This second time round, there is only "How to paint now?" to answer, because "What to paint" is long since settled. Landscape art is still a fascinating endeavour.
'How', even on its own, is still a big and scary question though.
That's why I enlisted the help of landscape artist Lesley Seegar this year, as spring moved to early summer.
Lesley pointed me in the right direction. Mind you, it took until the arrival of winter's wind and fog, for me to see where I need to wander, artistically.
Inbetween, in what summer we had and the glories of a chilly autumn, I sketched, out in the landscape (of course) on wind swept hillsides, sunny vantages, and in shadowed valleys.
Sketching is my relaxing practice work. There is no pressure. It's perfect for times when you have to let something reveal.
Some things take as long as they take
2024's not been all serenity of course. Technological rugs were pulled from under my feet (again), including my old laptop dying on me, and my mum struggled with and through a full hip replacement at 89 (she's a marvel!).
Oh, and there was all the 'stuff' not worth mentioning it was so sad, bad, and silly.
2024 has been about patience. Patience with challenges, including figuring out how I change making my art.
Art takes as long as it takes
Ideas, about 'how', needed space to cautiously step into the open. And timid, wobbly legged theories, full of future majesty (hopefully), have revealed themselves.
Lesley, sketching, allowing myself time and space to look and ponder, have all brought me to a good place.
I'm truly convinced interesting and good things will happen in 2025.
I sincerely hope you're looking into a future filled with interesting and good things too.
(Nope, I've not forgotten adding the bloomin' website basket... don't get me started. Actually, I've made huge strides during 2024 on this, despite laptops dying and companies moving the goal posts. Just nothing I can show you yet, frustratingly. It's another one of those things that takes as long as it takes… she writes through gritted teeth)