Under pressure

This past week has been the most stressful of my course so far. It started off ok, but then I had a one to one with my tutor about my research paper, to discuss the draft I had submitted a few weeks ago. In reality she probably gave me some helpful tips, as to how I might bring my offering up to scratch, but what I heard was that it is crap and I need to start again. Since then I have been paralyzed with stress (the paper is due in 3 weeks), which I have sought to remedy by eating my feelings, which is a shame because I had just joined WW again and had lost .4lb (which I initially thought was 4lbs and some paper-writing-stress weight loss miracle). Worse still, I have hit a dead-end with my paintings, and have only scratched out a few drawings.

When I reach a painting dead-end, there’s only one thing for it, I have to stop for a while, so I can then start anew with fresh eyes/ideas. Thankfully, this week proved to be the perfect time to stop, as I have to make a collage for an upcoming exhibition. Collaging is one of the most comforting things in the world, next to jigsawing with my Ma, so while I’ve been all stressed and scoffing, I have been cutting bits of paper and sticking them together, which in and of itself has been an absolute delight.

The collage “Ellan Vannin” (Manx for Isle of Man), is for the Home exhibition at the Manx Museum in November. I made the original collage a few years ago, but before putting it altogether I scanned the individual sections, so I can print and re-cut/construct it at will. This one will be larger than the original, and is printed on thick matte paper, which will hopefully allow me to suspend the finished collage from the ceiling.

I have a new friend, Ham-cat – a feral black cat who lives in the hedge. Only my fella has seen him, but I have been leaving him ham, so I’m sure we’ll be best-buds soon. I am thrilled little Ham-cat has come along, as I’ve always wanted a cat. I am also very grateful, as this summer we saw a few “long-tails” (it’s bad luck to say the R-word on the Isle of Man, and if you hear it said or accidently say it yourself, then you have to pat your head and whistle to avert the bad luck), so hopefully Ham-cat will keep them under control.

In the deep green sea

I had a good week in the studio, and really enjoyed being back at school without the dreaded covid. I have a dual focus this term, namely, drawing and my research project. Even though my drawing has greatly improved, after focusing on it this summer, I now realise that when it comes to drawing, learning and improvement never ends. For this reason, I have signed up for a series of drawing workshops, joined a drawing club, and booked one on one sessions with a drawing tutor.

I have also kept up my morning drawing discipline, which this week has consisted of filling large pages with a variety of ink and watercolour drawings. I really enjoy this part of my practice, and try and keep it light and fun.

My paintings this week were sea-themed, no doubt influenced by my passionate love of Moby Dick, which I am still listening to on my walks to see the bobbers. I agree with Ray Bradbury’s assessment –

โ€œShakespeare wrote Moby-Dick, using Melville as a Ouija board.โ€

I also experimented with colour and detailing, with the hope that when I come to do the paintings for my research project, I’ll know the palette and detailing style I want to use.

On Friday night, my dear friends and I had one of our ladies-nights at our favourite cocktail bar, Fynoderee. We were two-women down from normal, but we still had a wonderful time. As you can see by the photo I took, I was a bit wobbly by the end of the night.

My fella went to Seattle and all he bought back was a fridge magnet and covid!

I’d like to say that I am faithfully nursing him back to health, but when he tested positive, I fled his house lickety-split and came back to the virus-free salt-air of Anam Cara. I did manage to buy him some Vicks VapoRub before fleeing, so I didn’t totally abandon my fiancรฉe duties.

So now I am hold-up in the studio, waiting to see if I too have the dreaded lurgy. I did wake up with a sniffle this morning, but that might have been due to getting caught in a storm last night while romping around the Ayres. It was all fun and games on the way up there, with a tail wind and all, but I got battered on the way back, and was drenched by the time I got home.

Before my fella went to Seattle, we had the great pleasure of filming Hampton Creer for the Ann documentary. Hampton wrote the book “Never to Return”, about the Manx involvement in the penal Transportation system, which is where I first came across Ann’s story. It was wonderful to see him again, and listen to all his stories. He is so knowledgeable, not just about Transportation, but about Manx history in general. I could listen to him for hours.

I am pleased to say, I finally have a name for the Ann painting, Anileis – which is a Greek word meaning merciless. Not only is it very fitting in its meaning, it is also a beautiful sounding word, and when you say it, it sounds like the words Annie + lace together, which makes it the perfect title for the painting.

Here is a write-up about Anileis, that explains what the painting is about.

While I’ve been hold-up at Anam Cara, waiting to see if I too get Covid, I have been having a wonderful, undisturbed time painting away and enjoying my new satellite internet. What a difference it makes! Instead of waiting an hour or so for things to upload, it happens in an instant. This should definitely make my second year at art school easier.

Speaking of which, my second year starts in one week. I am looking forward to seeing everyone again, but am slightly terrified with how quickly the first year flew by and how much work I have yet to do on my research project. I have pretty much figured out what direction I am going in, which I did while on my long walks to the Point of Ayre this summer. It’s a wild, visually stunning landscape, which makes it perfect for thinking through creative projects.

I am not quite ready to share exactly what I have in mind, but here are a couple of the experiments I did this week for one of the paintings. One thing I have noticed since retuning to painting after drawing all summer, is how much my drawing has improved.


Well, it appears I didn’t flee my fella’s house soon enough, as I too have tested positive for Covid. Luckily, I haven’t got the nobody’s-ever-been-this-sick-and-lived man variety like my fella, just mild lady-Covid. Still, it’s early days, so I shouldn’t be too smug. One good thing is, I can now hang out with my fella, us both being diseased and all, that’s if he is able to prize himself out of his sick bed.

Summer – week 14 experiments

I am really starting to consolidate my thinking for my research project. After next week, I will start writing posts specifically about that. The project will be my main focus going forward. I am really excited about it, and am finding it very engaging. In the meantime, here are the painting experiments I did this week, again just trying different things and beginning to think about the elements I want in my project paintings.

Lane & Mabel

This was my last week of the Anam Cara School of Drawing. To wrap up the experience, I drew a series of illustrations I’ve called “Lane & Mabel”. I think they are adorable, especially wee Mabel, and if I was going to pursue illustration, I think this is the direction I would go in. For now, though, I want to use my drawing for the paintings I have in mind for my CSM research project. I realise I am limited in my abilities and am by no means an excellent drawer. But I have learnt a lot in the past 3 months, and am nearing proficiency in some aspects of drawing, which I hope, when paired with my other artistic skills, will result in some effective paintings. Three wonderful things came out of my self-imposed drawing school.

  1. An increase in my drawing skills.
  2. The realisation that when it comes to drawing, the learning never stops.
  3. I now enjoy drawing.

I give you Lane & Mabel:

Summer – week 12 experiments

This was my last week of the Anam Cara School of Drawing. To wrap up the experience, I drew a series of illustrations I’ve called “Lane & Mabel”. I think they are utterly adorable, especially wee Mabel, and if I was going to pursue illustration, I think this is the direction I would go in. For now, though, I want to use my drawing for the paintings I have in mind for my CSM research project. I realise I am limited in my abilities and am by no means an excellent drawer. But I have learnt a lot in the past 3 months, and am nearing proficiency in some aspects of drawing, which I hope, when paired with my other artistic skills, will result in some effective paintings. Three wonderful things came out of my self-imposed drawing school.

An increase in my drawing skills.

The realisation that when it comes to drawing, the learning never stops.

I now enjoy drawing.

Anyway, enough waffling. I give you Lane & Mabel:

Summer – week 11 experiments

I had another week of drawing cats with hands, and now I am thoroughly sick of them. I don’t think I’ll be drawing any more in this style. However, drawing them has been invaluable, and has taught me a lot, and helped me develop my own style. What has been most surprising is the enjoyment I get from illustration.

Anyway, here are my last offering of this style of cats (I actually drew heaps more, but this six have taken me 1/2hour to upload because the internet out here is completely rubbish – more so than usual – so this six will have to do).

Another thing I worked on was a collage, which I have submitted for an exhibtion open-call. It is based on one i did some time ago called Ellan Vannin. I had the presence of mind at the time to scan the individual sections, which I was able to print, recut, and reassemble. This has allowed me not only to make it bigger, but also make it in such a way that it can be suspended away from the wall. I am really pleased with the results so far, and will continue to tweak it over the coming weeks. Again, I have more photos, but can’t upload them, so one will have to do.

The driving lesson

Last week I had a driving lesson with my fellaโ€™s Pa, Mick. I actually got my licence when I was 18, back home in New Zealand, but made the monumentally stupid, inconvenient, and very expensive mistake of not getting it changed to a Manx licence within the first year of moving here, so I have to sit it again. Before my fella came along, I wandered the streets with my trusty, old-lady shopping trolley, and thought Iโ€™d shuffle around like that till I eventually shuffled off. But taking up with my fella altered the trajectory of my life (which looked set to include said trolley and several cats) and inspired me to big-pant-up and get my licence.

Before having lessons with Mick, my fella would take me driving. It soon became apparent however, that he was unable to iron out my bad habits, one of which was not listening to him, and the second, gesticulating at errant drivers. There was only one thing for it, heโ€™d have to bring in the big gun, his Pa. So it was, I set off with Mick for the big smoke, under strict instructions to do what I was told, and keep my hands on the steering wheel when other drivers failed to abide by the road rules (which of course are fresh in my mind having recently passed my theory test), or, if I really couldnโ€™t help myself, I could wave.

Mick and I had a great time. He kept me entertained with plant-hire and traffic-management stories, and I managed not to kill us. Most of the lesson went well, except for the tricks (i.e., reverse parking and emergency stop, both of which I messed up), and we were nearing the end of proceedings, when suddenly, the steering wheel seized as we were going around a roundabout. Technically the power-steering switched off, but it was such a marked difference I thought it had seized. Anyway, long story short, the car broke down and we had to be towed back to Ramsey. It was great fun riding in the big tow truck, and all in all it turned out to be the best driving lesson I have ever had.

The week in the studio was productive as usual, with lots of cats (including some naughty ones), which I am now thoroughly sick of drawing. I am going to be winding up my drawing school over the next few weeks, ready for my return to painting and resumption of my course in October. Itโ€™s been invaluable to take this time out of my usual studio activities, and I am excited to see what improving my drawing skills will bring to my painting.

Another thing I worked on was a collage. It is based on one I did some time ago called Ellan Vannin. I had the presence of mind at the time to scan the individual sections, which I was able to print, recut, and reassemble. This has allowed me not only to make it bigger, but also make it in such a way that it can be suspended away from the wall. I am really pleased with the results so far, and will continue to tweak it over the coming weeks.

I have more photos of the the results, but my internet is so painfully slow, one will have to do.

Summer – week 10 experiments

I had abysmal internet all last week which is why this is getting posted late.

I drew tons of cats again, and have been posting one a day on @ifcatshadhands

Here are a few I did earlier in the week.

By the middle of the week I was kind of sick of them. I was unhappy with the hands, so I started drawing them first, and they greatly improved (though I clearly need to work on fists). It’s still hit and miss whether I like the finished result or not. I may eventually abandon the project, but for now I’m still getting valuable drawing practice from it.

Summer – week 9 experiments

I had a really fun week in the studio this week, mostly because I started drawing cats. I adore cats, and drawing them makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. I also had an idea for my drawing.

At the end of the summer, when I go back to painting, I want to keep up my drawing practice by spending an hour or so of my morning studio session drawing. My idea is to draw an anthropomorphised cat each morning, and then post it to an Instagram account I have created called “If Cats Had Hands” (@ifcatshadhands). I am not sure what will become of it, but at the very least it will create some parameters within which I can improve and practice my drawing skills, plus, I’ve no doubt it will be a lot of fun.

Here are my first cat drawings.