ive been struggling ever since i made the painting “the favourite child (its me)” [see above]. its my favourite painting that ive ever made. everything ive made since then has either been a sad attempt at a copy, or a complete failure. nothing can capture the essence i caught in that piece.
i have been frustrated for the last few weeks trying to replicate whatever moment i captured, and today, i gave up. i stopped trying. and i made two works im a little bit happy about.
these pieces are growing on me the longer i sit with them and accept that they are not “the favourite child” and they’re not trying to be.
becks ireland 