Tuesday, 18 June 2019

Goldilocks and.....

It seems like I am endlessly procrastinating at the moment. I was briefly close to finishing my website as I started loading in the print section but that was a week or two ago and now I can't remember where I am. Near the end? In the middle? Just started? Yes, one of those things is probably true.

I have still been creative in the meantime, when there has been time, i.e. when I have stopped looking out of the window.... I have designed two 'pub' signs for a friend (see below) and a choice of 4 logos for a new local organisation. Whilst it has been fun to use my eye for something a bit different, I am glad to get both these things ticked off from my list.

All that leaves is a commission that I will hopefully be starting in a minute to distract me from the endless rain we are currently having, and then it will be back to website time and possibly a painting of something random at the weekend if I am still awake.

Lastly - two pieces of ultra good news - I sold a painting on Art Gallery on Sunday, and someone wants to come and view a piece at some point this week, so I am holding out for sale number two as well. Lets make this week an art week! (Fingers massively crossed, as my monitor just crashes, and chaos ensues, this doesn't bode well....) 

Monday, 3 June 2019

Rome is Where the Heart is

I am not entirely sure what I have been doing over the last couple of weeks, but I am sure it was all very productive. Honest.

I know I have sorted my cushions page out, got my print images sorted and run and completed a competition to win a cushion, which resulted in some new followers which is an added bonus.

I have also sold some cards, a London print to someone in America, painted a new picture and have a commission to do. That probably seems like enough for two weeks.

I think I have also eaten a lot, been out too much, had some good walks, possibly completed at least 8 zumba sessions, and played netball; Less work productive, but still very enjoyable.

Maybe I do know what I have been doing after all. I was also grateful this time to paint something nice and satisfying, as it not only feels restorative but reminds me that I can actually paint. There is no massive mystery to the inspiration for this one, a few of my friends were visiting Rome last week which firmly put it in my head. I have visited there twice so memories were resurfacing. I also wanted to paint a city scene as I always find them easier to do. Buildings are just there, they don't move, they don't smile, they have structure built in, detail and interest and a focus. I have to think less intensely when I paint a building, I find their solidity and presence much easier to capture than an expanse of landscape, so in some respects painting a building is like having a rest. I also feel like I know how to paint architecture, so after the not entirely successful experience of my last landscape painting, I wanted to do something more reliable.

So here it is: 'Rome is Where the Heart is'

Friday, 17 May 2019

Survival of the Fittest....

I painted a slightly controversial painting last week; Well, personally controversial as I couldn't decide whether to paint over it after I had 'finished' it or not. Often, if the painting can get through the night without me redoing it, or touching it up then it has a chance of surviving. If it is really bad then it just gets completely painted over pretty much instantly and I will try again the next day. If it is really, really bad then the black paint comes out and it will be obliterated.

Thankfully this doesn't happen too often. 

The problem comes with not pre-planning things, which is normally fine unless I start with an expectation. I had an expectation with this one, to paint something more abstract, calming, not busy and cleaner than typical - more blocks of colour, less lines.

This totally didn't happen.

I ended up painting something busy, hectic, stylistically mixed, dramatic, in your face, with non typical colours.

How did that happen? This is when you can tell how I was feeling when I painted it. I had too much on my mind, daydreaming about too many things and not being rigorous or concentrated with what I was doing. Mess in my head, mess on the canvas.

In need of inspiration I decided to ask my Facebook followers what they thought I should do with the painting and I got a mixed reception - some suggesting changes, some telling me to wait for a few days and see how I felt and others saying don't touch it, it is perfect. So I will leave it for now. I decided that if I did redo it it would end up being a different painting entirely, in which case I may as well just paint it again or do something else. I think it is easier to see what I was trying to do when you see the photograph I was working from, and I think it is easier to see where my paintbrush ran away to; Sometimes I have no control over the connection from my brain to my hand....

Saturday, 11 May 2019

Look at that Foxy Cart...

Blogging on a Saturday! 

This is partly because I have just got back from lunch and I have that awkward amount of too much time and not enough time before I have to get ready to go out again. I also, more importantly, need to take a painting offline as I have just sold it! 


An unexpected sale always makes the day/week/month, seem a lot better. With the painting sale also comes the news that I have finally rolled out my new shopping cart! The one that I was meant to roll out before Christmas (last year, not this year unfortunately, otherwise how organised am I!?) but yes, it is finally up, and hopefully the UK supplied cushions will be up next week too! Boom. Look at me. 

To celebrate my shop going live I am offering a 10% discount on all items in stock using the code FOXYCART (who are my lovely new shop portal suppliers) so hurry up and get shopping at lauraholart.co.uk  

I feel like it has been a while since I have felt a little bit excited by my online store but I feel a bit more enthusiastic today. The hard work is starting to pay off. I have suppliers in store for everything except the tote bags. I have sorted out my vouchers and coupons so that they work online and sorted out the checkout process so that it charges for international shipping, sends an automatic purchase confirmation email and gives you bulk buy discounts automatically. I am beginning to feel like an actual legitimate business, not some adhoc making-this-up as I go along thing. I still am an adhoc making-this-up as I go along thing but I just look a bit more convincing. I am even starting to convince myself. I have had a lot of doubts recently. But today, I think we can do this. 

Wednesday, 1 May 2019

Morocco - a year on.

I heard back from 'Not on the High Street' about my application to sell with them and their response was a big fat no. Charming. One good thing about the fact that I have been doing this for a long time now is that I care slightly less. I literally still get rejected all the time. Almost every time I enter anything in fact, but well, who cares. I have sold things, and I can't not do it, each piece is a piece of me and they can't come out any other way. There is nothing right or wrong about it, love it or hate it, it doesn't matter either way - this is me (cue singing).

I'm happy with that.

Speaking of me, I was finally brave enough to tackle a painting of my trip to Morocco from April last year. Morocco blew my brains away. I climbed Mount Toubkhal, in the snow, at breathless altitude, on borrowed shoes, with blood sugar lows, enormous 'I can see your achilles heel' blisters and filled my shoes with blood. We were hiking through the Atlas Mountains for 6 or 7 days. I got the blisters about 3 hours in. I had elephant sized feet when I got off the plane back onto UK soil and it took two weeks before I could walk without hobbling.

The Atlas Mountains were beautiful, dusty, windy, snowy, cold, hot, red, white, isolated, desolate, culturally different, peaceful, empty, on top of the world, scenic, cloudy, I can touch the moon, bread filled, every day painful, painkiller crazy.

Marrakesh was a dusty, smelly, hot, people filled, busy, patterned, colourful, look at those tiles, pestered, rainy, peppermint tea drenched, loud, traffic, haggling, bustling, sensory overload.

I couldn't get my head around mixing these things together, let alone getting my head around the experience of the trip, the pain of my feet or reducing all these things into a painting. Processing it all has literally taken a year, and here is the first result - a mix of it all. I think I will let the painting speak for itself because I wouldn't even know where to start...

Friday, 12 April 2019

Kul Sharif Mosque

Well the month between my last post and today disappeared rather quickly! I blame this in part on having an extravagant birthday week filled with cake, spas, meals out and maybe the odd cocktail.

The detox, exercise regime and money saving tips are now ON. (Or trying to be, I think the only one I am succeeding in currently is the exercise *she types whilst having a massive marshmallow filled hot chocolate!*)


Today, I am signing up to see if I can sell on 'Not on the High Street' and trying out a new cushion supplier. There is a chance I may be able to get my cushions printed in the UK instead of the US which would be perfect, especially as then my gift vouchers can be used against them. I also heard from the BBC Arts team earlier in the week asking if I wanted to take part in a documentary about the Royal Academy Summer Exhibition. God damn, not getting through the first judging round (again) Next year.....!! Still, an email enquiry in the first place must be a good thing?

But moving on, as part of my birthday celebrations, I took a trip around Windsor Castle whereupon I realised my painting of St George's Gate, was actually a painting of Norman Gate. This has made me feel obliged, to provide some slightly more accurate information about my latest painting in order to make up for the error. For some reason I had my painting of the Nossa Senhora Cathedral de Lourdes on my mind (see left) and I decided I wanted to paint another, small portrait of a Church (or religious building). So please welcome an internet hole inspired picture I found whilst Sunday afternoon surfing after typing in 'exciting / unusual / weird Churches' into Google and seeing what happened.  The building that caught my eye was the Kul Sharif Mosque in Kazan, Russia. It is in fact a new building, completed in 2005, created to replace the original Kul Sharif Mosque that was destroyed in 1552 by Ivan the Terrible. Whilst it still functions as a mosque, it is predominately used as a Museum to Islam, and here is my interpretation of it.

So let's hope the facts about this painting are true. Wikipedia never lies right? And I'll try to make sure I name my paintings a bit better in the future (maybe, probably not!)!

Tuesday, 19 March 2019

A Souvenir

I am cheating a bit as I am pre-planning this post whilst I have some free time. I should technically be drawing up some architectural stuff, but it is 4pm on Friday, and when you are working from home, motivation has normally left the building by now. Plus technically, writing this is still working, just for my other job, which generally feels less job like and more fun.

I would like to pretend I will manage a new painting over the weekend, but I am helping out with a charity event for the elderly on Sunday and I have a feeling I won't be in the mood afterwards. Hopefully I will find some time in the week, or next weekend instead.

In the meantime, here is my first painting from the Brecon Beacons. I will also share the photograph I took for inspiration so you can judge me. Funnily enough, I haven't really looked at the photograph since I painted it, and now the photo seems wrong. I don't really understand how that makes sense but I guess the painting feels more true to me, which I suppose does make sense as it is me?

I also thought they were much more similar than they actually are. I guess they are the same in principle, but there is quite a bit of artistic license thrown in as well. I can't believe I didn't notice any of this at the time. I guess I must focus on different things when I am in art mode. Colour is most definitely a strong one! They also don't need to be identical, otherwise what is the point? I could have just used the photograph and not worried about painting it at all. The painting is my personal souvenir.

I do however feel like I need to move the moon over a bit now....