After a weekend struggling with the usual monsters, thinking that this year I would have to apologise to Help Musicians, say that they would have to use an old design because I couldn’t draw, had no ideas, can’t paint anyway, I quietened. I went to bed with half an idea and let dreams take me. I came up with a much quieter image than any other previous design and unusually it came fully formed with its own title, The Quiet Music of Gently Falling Snow, and then I went about the business of playing with rhythm and harmony in colour, shape and design.
Yesterday I was much distracted by a Russian company who are using my work and that of many other artists for fraudulent purposes. More of that later. Trying to maintain a sense of calm music in the mind I listened to Robert MacFarlane talking about The Holloways and The Wild Places on the wonderful archive of Hay Festival. And this morning I went for a short walk in sunshine with cats and dogs before breakfast.
Painting the snowflakes over the image the brush made the hushed noise that snow falling in a quiet place makes.