I’m not asleep… but that doesn’t mean I’m awake. ~Author Unknown
Last night I dreamt I was meeting someone in a posh house to deliver a painting. I knew the person and considered him a friend but he treated me like a tradesperson and didn’t want me in the house. Then when I was packing up the car I couldn’t help myself from laying some paint down on a new very large canvas that I had in the boot. (I ordered one on line before I went to bed)
I just wanted to describe an idea but couldn’t stop. So there I am, in the car park, painting on this huge canvas leaning out of the open boot, with people passing by. I can almost see the painting but infuriatingly it’s just out of my grasp. I just know it was colourful and big and bold and I think good!
A view of the sea from a little laneway just off the promanade. I’m sure the residents were wondering what I was doing up there but noone seemed to be around.
Lahinch sunet 8×10 inch oil on gesso bord