Scrap It

I'm in the kind of mood where I look at the work I've done, and think. Scrap it. This is rather an unfortunate frame of mind to be in when trying to select what to submit to an exhibition taking place later this month. Paintings, mainly. The textiles always manage to escape this kind of mood, perhaps because I'm infinitely more confident about them, than I am about the painting. Still, I took three pieces to the framer today, it'll be interesting to see how they look with frames on. I hate frames...rarely use them. Still, they have their uses. And the frames will be plain as plain, though I may paint them if I don't feel comfortable with the bare wood look...

This kind of mood is difficult to throw off, I find. It usually leads to a downward spiral, where not only the paintings are no good, but I am no good, either. And that's just no place for a depressive to go. Sometimes I know why the mood is around...extra stress, or an argument...other times, I am less sure. But for the meantime, I'll hold off on any big decisions until the mood has passed (they do, even when they are black and gloomy), and probably go for a nap.

Scrapping it, though, could also be the title of the piece I've photographed. Four small squares of lutradur over velvet, the trimmings from an earlier piece (the three red dots piece), arranged on a small, white canvas. Whether the canvas will remain white, or not, I'm not sure. I may cover it with something, or I may paint it. Either way, though, it seems to have an integrity of its own. Or it will have, when I get those damn squares to line up straight!! So it's not all gloom and doom today...perhaps tomorrow will be better.