And it's about time, too! Dave!…

Dave Whatt

Apr 29

But first...
Dulltown, UK: Today's grape is the one that was dropped in the kitchen, and completely disappeared from the face of the earth - never - ever - to be found.
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And it's about time, too, Dave!
Yes, that's today's title.
See, I've been drawing, pencil, charcoal, and faffing around with pastel colours, for years and years!
And even from the start, I thought that when a piece of work is done, I should try to look after the things - all that time spent doing them - you know - not toss the latest completed one onto an ever-growing pile of old ones, say behind an armchair, or on the top of a wardrobe. Actually, dear reader, I have neither an armchair, nor have I, a wardrobe.

When one gets old, it is remarkable how much arty stuff one seems to have kept - but you can't start throwing art out, no matter how bad it is! Yes, you see, when I needed storage space for my stuff, I made some rough, er, folios. Yes, let's call them folios (by the way, you wouldn't think that the plural of folio would be folios, would you? It seems to me, that it ought to be something with a French or Italian tinge to it! Still...) made of thin plywood, with glued-cloth corners. As time progressed, and as I didn't get fed up with all this art production, I had to make two or three more folios to keep it all tidy, and nicely gathered.
The folders worked reasonably well, but as the works inside them, each one covered with a thin protective tissue paper, were always stored, vertically, some of them started to curl up on their bottom edge, where they rested. Also, that tissue paper, not an acid-free paper, of course, started to go a bit brown.
My idea was that I really should re-store them all in proper expensive folios, with proper plastic protective envelopes inside...
And it's about time, too, Dave!

So, yesterday, having ordered some new classy portfolios, I thought that an afternoon in the workshop, the radio switched on (with all the miserable war news), getting all the old drawings out, and stripping all the rotting tissue paper off the brutes - might be a good idea!

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Goodness me! What a bloody mess!
See, at the back, to the left, there's one of the old plywood folders with some drawings in it, in the middle there's a charcoal drawing, just about to have its tissue removed (Stand well back nurse, I'm going to quickly withdraw the tissue!) it's standing on a nice thick pile of drawings already dealt with.
The tissue comes off readily, but little bits where it's been glued onto the back of the work, do tend to be a bit reluctant. That's what all those annoying little curly snippets are, on the bench to the right.
Just out of shot is a large blue plastic. Dulltown Council recycling bin, where all the squeezed up tissue balls are going.
Can't wait to get my new folios filled up!
There's nothing like a nice thick full folio, you know!
Really?...