I had bought a couple of cheap frames while I was in town Inevitably, as it was a spur of the moment purchase, they were the wrong size for the paintings I intended to frame, but, with the thought of the boxes of old scribblings and paper piled in the corner upstairs, a trip to the studio might produce something.
Now, let’s be fair. Although I paint and have a room grandly referred to as the studio, in actual fact it is the simple luxury of a tiny back bedroom now vacated by the last of the fledglings. It is space I inherited from my younger son and the luxury of a room little bigger than a cupboard cannot be overstressed when canvasses the size of a small county have, hitherto, been painted on an adapted deck chair in the living room, getting in everyone’s way and making dinner taste…
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Reps down memory lane can be really useful. Even if it is just to remind you how far you have come. I got my fair share of cringe worthy images, but for the most part the memories are what counts 😁
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That’s the whole point of the ‘old stuff’ isn’t it? The path so far is still there… and the memories remain 🙂
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And sometimes they help you keep moving forward 👍
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Yes, I agree with you there, Ed. If only to get as far away from cringing as possible 😉
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