I cannot get rid it but I don't want it on my wall either.
The middle image is my A level art entry for which I got an A grade. Ridiculous really. I didn't really give much thought to I was going to do; I just looked at the list on the exam paper and decided to do a still life cos it was the least hassle. To this end I collected together some of mum's plates and bowls and arranged them on a white sheet on a table in the corner of the art room and steeled myself for 15 hours of painting.
On day two, after about nine hours of brushwork I felt I couldn't stretch it out any longer. Mr Lloyd asked where my prep was. Er? Prep? Preliminary drawings? thoughts? Ideas? But it was still life! Had i missed something? It turns out I was supposed to produce something more than one piece of art! Oops.
So I spent the remainder of the time producing other sketches of the crockery in different configurations using alternative media.
(Which reminds me that I used to do my homework for all the other lessons in my German classes cos they were so slow and boring... but that's another story.)
The third picture is a painting I did of my favourite boots circa 1988. I loved those boots. They were from a Hobbs sale. Happy memories.