dolls beside my bed
12” x 12”
Oil on Canvas
It was a bright, sunny morning in Lucan. I set up on my bed, laid an eye on my dolls beside my bed then with a sudden urge I decided to paint them.
To do this was rather a crazy idea. Painting without any preparation or consideration.
That brings you nowhere. I know that for long.
Tough time was expected.
But I just kept focusing and I repeated to myself: Old dolls have a very significant value for me, the maker sewed her care into the doll. I want that feeling in my painting. I want that on my painting.
So then I just completed the piece.
The objects are from the local shops. In the background is my scarf, the red base is my suitcase. It is a random set up after moving to a new place but before tidying up.