Rain clouds over the allotments: 5th of November. Today I went to my writing group. I felt that making a list of words was a question of reason and retrieval, whereas free-writing accessed a different, more instinctive part of my brain. I wonder if there might similar differences between realisation in painting subjects, and the flow of expressing sensation about the subject. My sketch felt grounded by the clutter of the allotment landscape, but the patches of clouds flew in the air above. |