Memory knot, 100125

I drew this shape on a condolence card I made this morning. I call the shape a memory knot.

Knots have always symbolised remembering.

Colin McCahon, one of a painter-heroes, talked of making signs and symbols to live by.

I realise that this memory knot has, quite unconsciously, become one of mine.

I think this whole year in terms of art will be about making the haphazard intentional -refining and focussing my big feelings, my from-the-heart artwork into something sharper, stronger, deeper.

I cannot wait to see where this year takes me.

It's beautiful here, 080125

I’ve moved fullitme to Wellington.

I can’t quite believe I get to be so lucky.

I’m back at the Studio in Whanganui,

arrived feeling pissed off

like I’d taken a giant step back

into a life I no longer want.

Ate an entire bar of chocolate

began grumpily moving stuff around the studio.

Came across this as I was moving plywood in the painting studio.

I scribbled it on the wall in 2021.

It stopped me in my tracks.

I thought, by god, I was right

all those years ago.

It is beautiful here

in this small room

in this small town

in this small country

at the edge

of the world.