BLUEFALL
WATERCLOURS ON PAPER.
Lost
it I think. May have sold it. Whether it adorns someone’s wall or
has met another fate, I remain uncertain. I think that I painted this
just after I had finished my degree and was trying to get work like a
normal person.
I was also of course suffering from what almost everyone does when they
have finished their degree – university angst. Specifically:
“OH MY GOD WHAT HAVE I SPENT THE LAST FOUR YEARS DOING I WILL NEVER
GET A JOB NOW WHAT A HUGE MISTAKE I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO NEXT SOMEONE
SHOOT ME!”
Before I got a job working in stock management at a toy store very badly
for less than minimum wage, and way before I got the idea that I could
perhaps actually paint for a living, I had a little time. Whilst trying
to work out what to do with my life and generally fret fret fret, I slowly
went mad again and painted a fair bit.
I had hoped that giving up drinking would be enough to mean that I would
no longer have to take any meds and the bipolar would go away and I would
be sane, sane sane and there would be Turkish delight for everyone.
Which was not to be.
I used this piece again later on in life as the basis for the figure in
THIS painting: