Elsa (sleeping sister). Frances L Prendergast, 2011. I remember drawing these. I like finding old work and looking on it with fresh eyes. I don’t know that I was very pleased with these at the time, but now I can actually appreciate the slightly crazed drawing style of my 17 year-old self.
I’m not sure if this one is quite so finished, but I do think the colours and the different passages of blocking and erasing sit beautifully together. There’s a lovely liveliness to the mark making. FLP
One of several tiny paintings I began working on last night. I felt very restless yesterday. As well as being cathartic I feel there is a background of anxiety to my work. An anxiety to achieve something of high quality. I find it very difficult to stop painting and go to bed when I’m unhappy with the work. I add and take away until I feel good about what I’ve created. I really like this though; I’ve made some unusual colour choices (for me). Recent feedback on my work has made me question myself again. It wasn’t negative, just not quite what I had hoped and I have become bored of myself and my work. I am itching for a change of direction…
and based on that previous design…sleeping baby onions. I don’t usually draw like this. It feels more illustrative; as broad as that is. I like their faces though and there’s something cosy about it. Not like being buried in a dead way…more like hibernation. I’m reminded of stories like Fantastic Mr. Fox and it makes me feel warm inside as I doodle on a cold, rickety train.
I was starting a print making workshop the week I drew this. I didn’t know what kind of printing we’d be doing, and I wanted to concentrate on the printing process it’s self and make the most of the time learning the method, so I drew something simple. I think I over did it on the spots; feels a little clustered. A ‘cute’ (sorry that’s not a proper arty word is it…) design though. Great for fabric. I must have been feeling Halloween-y that day; they look like ghouls to me.
I really like some of these shapes. They always remind me of vegetable prints or little bugs. Once again my work finds it’s way back to my childhood. I think a select few of them would work well as a repeat pattern.