i have tracked my life for 5 months now. one hundred and fifty three days. my short-to-long term memory has truly faltered, and there are days [even weeks] which i have no recollection of.
yet, when i look over my old diary paintings and i am reminded of the tiniest detail from a weekend 3 months ago.. and slowly all the events surrounding it trickle back too. should i be so surprised by this? i mean, i do refer to them as ‘diary’ paintings – what else are they if not graphical memory triggers?
[markers /acrylic on A3 canvas. 01july - 1 august 2011]
july has been a subdued month for me. i have had to put life on hold, in order to prioritise my studies. that isnt to say the month has been uneventful - it has certainly included it’s fair share of unexpected occurances: including flying mushrooms, parlour games, and maggots [...far too many maggots!!]
i havent painted much into this month’s canvas – there are very few trivial details filling up the frame, although most if not all of the major events have been captured. i find it interesting how the colour scheme is more uniform than ever before.. this was certainly an unconscious act, but to me it is very telling. i read the overall painting as being ‘emotionally tired’, but i suppose inspecting the multitude of smileys could lead one to that very same conclusion..?
however, the one moment of vibrancy pictured [a day in the park] comes right at the very end of the month.. so lets hope the positive vibes keep flowing and ebb their way into august