The first canvas I ever stretched was six feet square. Over
the years I have worked on quite a few paintings at that scale; it’s incredibly
freeing - physical, full of action, accidents and discovery. I love it.
But on the other hand, there is the intimacy of small. Working in a controlled way, but not so much that there is no life left. I
did some simple "drawings" on one-inch square pieces of card stock; here’s one:
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| So much fun watching my dog at play. |
And another:
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| Not surprisingly, "dog-themed" :-) |
About the size of a postage stamp - they are easily misplaced! You can probably guess how I know that.