Hello everyone!
Please allow me to briefly interrupt your sunbathing (satire, sweeties) with news titbits.
Prints
Before the end of July, if you are a member of my mailing list, you will receive an email notification about two new limited editions. (Please do remember to check junk folders). There is something old and something new..
For your information, the new prints will be managed by the lovely team at Westover Galleries. This arrangement enables me to focus much more on painting. Nothing will change for you and you don’t need to do anything. Your personal details will NEVER be shared with third parties. I will notify you of prints releases as per usual, but I’ll also include links which will take you to the prints on the Westover website. I’m still right here for original art, older/rare prints and enquiries. Easy-Peasy.
Other things
Unfortunately, I’ve had to postpone my plans for an autumn exhibition of new originals. Several reasons account for the delay; the main one being absolute faffery – by me. I’m quite, quite furious with myself for once again underestimating how long a collection takes to build. But I aim to be back as soon as possible with a new date.
Other, other things
You might like to know that since my last update I’ve managed to break this website. So, a shiny new site is under construction for late August (hopefully Sarah-Jane proof).
A postcard
As if showing off new prints and imminent websites isn’t enough, I’ve finally made it out of the workplace and overseas for the first time in 7 years. Don’t get me wrong, there are plenty of lovely places here at home and I do try to escape the studio now and then… but nothing quite beats the thrill of stepping through the doors of a foreign airport. I used to travel quite a lot but somehow lost the habit, and time flies, even if we don’t.
After renewing the passport (complete with serial killer photo), I spent a little time reacquainting myself with Budapest. Naturally, I am at home in this city and have painted its famous thermal baths, a favourite haunt of mine, a number of times. It was an obvious place to put a toe back in the water. Followed by a slow trek along the boulevards, and to the river where I found this chap.
Bronze statue of Hungarian artist Ignác Roskovics on Pest bank of the Danube.
(A dead artist working harder than Sarah-Jane)
I always get painting mileage from travel. A change of scene is generally a good thing for most of us, but for the artist, it is creative turbo charge; a necessary bursting of the prosaic, domestic bubble.
Now that’s done, I’ll get back to my easel, and all that remains, for now, is to thank you for staying with me on my artistic journey. I’m looking forward to the next leg.
Enjoy what is left of the British summer in all its erratic and fickle glory.
Love,
Sarah-Jane