I feel like a brat....

1/6/2025

I moved over two years ago and am happily ensconced in my new studio. Its beautiful. Big and airy. And light.

Everyone who comes in comments on the beautiful space, the light and the view. But if I am honest, I miss my old studio. Whilst it was smaller and half underground, the light was consistent. I could paint something this afternoon and tomorrow morning it would be the same. Same colours. Same hues.
In my new studio, every day is a surprise - dependent on the light. And dependent on the weather. If I finish a painting in the afternoon and it looks amazing, the next morning it looks terrible. Too dark. Too harsh. Too everything.

I sound ungrateful but it's what I do every day. And it's really messing with my head.

I'm comfortable in consistency :)