Staying at my mother's house, I find it interesting to be confronted with testaments to my ongoing development as an artist as I wander from room to room.
When I was at art school, most of my paintings were about 48 x 36 inches. I only painted in oils, which were furnished by the school. I loved the rich smell and creamy texture of the paints when I mixed them with Damar varnish and turpentine.
I find, though, that my oil paintings looked like they were done with acrylics. They had a certain flatness to them. We weren't taught any techniques; just thrown in to muck about until we found our own style. A list of suggested colours was provided, and the proportions for mixing the medium to add to the paint. We were also shown how to build stretchers and stretch the canvas properly.
My motifs were largely to do with nature but were more decorative than organic. I was greatly influenced by Persian paintings (hard to tell from these examples, perhaps).
So these are a sample of my art school work. Blasts from the past. At least they don't make me cringe when I see them!