November 28, 2016
46th entry, Brienzwiler
And this is also part of it: Working long hours and creating sun paintings using oil colors. And at night? There is nothing to show but three canvasses grounded in yellow.
Days like these are really bad.
I invest in materials like paint brushes, oil colors, oil of turpentine, canvasses, and in time. I add layer upon layer of paint only to take it off again later. I torment myself with measurements of 50 by 60 cm – which is not my preference at all – only to have to admit to myself in the end that the result is a total failure.
And why? Because there are galleries that insist on certain measurements: not too small, not too big, and all with the same type of frame.
I feel like I am suffocating. It is about time to be true to myself once again.