Yesterday was one of those days when everything just clicks in to place. The Fountains Abbey painting went racing towards possible completion. When this happens it is almost as though the painting is painting itself - as though I have no say in what happens; and the elation at the end of the day.....! Today is calmer and more considered and it will take some time - days or even weeks - before I have decided whether the painting is, in fact, 'finished'.
It has spent much of its time since I began it leaning against a wall in the studio, but every minute of this time was essential in the process of bringing it towards completion - I've looked at it upside down, on its side, through a mirror, in the mind's eye and in all different lights and it has been a long struggle. Of course if it weren't a stuggle, if I knew what was going to happen and how, then I wouldn't bother putting brush to canvas in the first place, there would be no point.