I took this on my phone yesterday of a small painting I’m currently working on. Converted into black and white, shows its texture more and changed its mood somewhat.. The measuring of a narrative stripped of its colour changes slightly to my mind.
For me working small can be more of a challenge than working larger.. The space in which I have to work with smaller canvases can feel restricted and cluster phobic. It’s only when the image and atmosphere I have in my memory from a space out in the open landscape comes into site and the narrative slowly begins to unfold, do I feel the small space on the canvas has become infinite and significant to me.