a busman's holiday
phrase of busman
Going on this trip to Ireland and the UK was definitely about work, developing some skills, affirming some knowledge and keeping myself abreast of trends and influences but it was by no means onerous. I LOVE this kind of professional development and if going to a gallery or a museum to see a carefully curated show is work, BRING IT ON!!!
I am not going to go into detail about what was learned in Ireland because I am still working that out myself. Suffice to say, it involved a lot of drawing. I thought I did not draw because I rarely sketch things out with pencil and paper before I paint, but it turns out I do. .... albeit with paint! My technique for painting is remarkable similar to what the instruction revolved around and that affirmation was a good boost for my faith in intuition regarding my development.
I regularly drew a good drawing and pushed and pushed it...until it was past redemption but I generally knew when it was done and did not mind destroying it because thats the function of this kind of exercise. I brought almost nothing home, preferring to go back to my notes that I scribbled each night ( before the Guinness!!) as us three housemates digested the days learning. Michelle, Anne and I shared our take-away learning and were grateful to Anne who wrote down a whole lot of notes in her trusty notebook and allowed us to riff off those notes. I also took a gazillion ( true and accurate number) process shots and they are invaluable.
Here are some photos,
The Irish sea is the oddest colour. Alex Kanefsky describes it as a mixture of Prussian blue and Van Dyk Brown. He may be right.
|a significant road|
|an unpronounceable fishing village|
|day-glo seaweed stuff on the slip|
|gritty but accurate|
|money can't buy that colour roof|
|Dunfeeny stone. its over 5000 years old.|
|Dunfeeny stone in a cemetery. The grass was waist high and I kept stepping in holes|
|Peat drying in stacks, awaiting bagging|
|chaos and confusion|
|chaos, confusion and Andrew(who was the cause of most of it)|
|I run a tidy ship|
|ruler and scalpel were my best friends|
|towards Downpatrick head. This view never got stale.|