I got back into art after a long while away from it. Whilst ‘grown up life’ was busy occupying too much of my time and I pedantically stood in the way of where I wanted to be, I dwelt in a creative famine that lasted for too many years to recall.
The thing that brought me back to life was digital art: I acquired myself a computer with all kinds of glorious programs and bit by bit (ha!) I fathomed out how to make use of them. I began in Adobe Photoshop. And I fell in love with pixel pushing.
At this time I lived in a tiny one-room rented flat. Painting wasn’t viable: This carpet was new when I moved in, I paint messy, I can’t afford to lose the deposit.
Digital was my perfect solution.
The ‘desk’ where my computer was homed was a big shelf unit, with the tower on the floor, the ginormous CRT monitor on one shelf, the keyboard and mouse on a piece of board I perched on my lap.
Ideal?
No.
But I was entranced by the magic of what could be done, so comfort and ergonomics were very much secondary.
After all, this is where my soul belongs: in the midst of a multicoloured frenzy of streaming ideas and glory. I Stuff like this began happening…
And a short while, and on with the addition of digital camera, bits of ‘reality’ entered the mix.
I got massive value from the magazines that were about at the time – we’re looking back about 10-12 years ago now. All my spare money went on anything with Photoshop in the title.
I devoured the tutorials, I dabbled and played.
I was up all night on this stuff. A lot!
I got my collaging head on.
And I took my ideas with me down this rabbithole of dreamscape.
(I’ve been there ever since)
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