Reflections on the Lee Navigation
I lay the bright blue cloth on the paved ground. Its brightness in the grey space is satisfactorily reminiscent of a swimming pool, Hockney's Californian swimming pool.
I meet boys on scooters, other artists, dancers, boaters, cyclists and a yoga teacher.
I observe the light on the water and on the bridge. I look at the algae, a dead fish and passersby.
I make drawings and paintings that aren't very good but become more interesting to me after I begin dipping them in the Lee Navigation (a canalised river that incorporates the River Lea).
I decide to continue my exploration of different bodies of water - those we immerse ourselves in, those we don't and my own body (of water). I start a website to document this body of work.