I tend to think of myself as a landscape painter, I don’t know why. Sometimes it just doesn’t fit. I love the stuff in the landscape as much as the setting itself, even when it’s dirty fag packets. The last post was about Motherwell’s fabulous prints based on smoke packets. So after a dig in the past I’ve unearthed a few more images thanks to Double Whirler’s interest. These were done some time ago and after a while they all blur together. I take close up photos sometimes when I think certain crops of paintings will work on a larger scale.
I often do not title my works and when I stumbled across this work in my photo storage “system”(a very loose term), I had called it “Capstan Reds” so I guess it was one too, but can’t even remember painting this now and really had thought it was based on something completely different. I painted direct from John’s scrapbook collection and photographed them before returning them so I could source them later on.