Friday 29 August Yesterday, I returned to the Prado and I was so so happy that I paid for a 2 visit ticket… after much quibbling to put out the required 20 euros (ECD 71). I could not visit the Prado in one session, not even with regular breaks for coffee and so on…...
Wednesday 27 August Already it is 1030 pm on Wednesday, and in three days I’ll be home, in my bed, under my covers, waiting for the rain to lull me to sleep. In the meantime, this knockabout artist has to use wisely all her remaining time in Madrid. A few years ago, I...
Saturday 23 August The selection committee was punctual at the studio on Saturday morning. Three images from each artist were chosen – one for the final exhibition, and the other two for the art camp sponsors. This one from me, Untitled (Jab Rising) was chosen for the...
Wednesday 20 August I had recovered from my opening the night before, and I was now heading down the path to selection day, 10am on Saturday, and the final exhibition on Sunday, I still had one canvas to complete. That was put on hold because the programme dictated a...
There are painters who transform the sun to a yellow spot, but there are others who, with the help of their art and their intelligence, transform a yellow spot into sun.”― Pablo Picasso. With these words, Ioan Hădărig, Art Director at Inter-Art Aiud, Romania and...
On Saturday night, I did not make it back to the atelier after a heavy supper of chicken cordon bleu, cabbage slaw and potatoes. That, coupled with a really long but productive day, meant that when I went to lie down for an hour, I woke up the next morning. The long...
