Felt great today to finally find my paints, brushes, even enough turpenoid (naughty naughty, I must have packed it in the POD) to actually get the painting gears in motion again today.
I’ve been in this mode of “one thing at a time”, especially with bringing things into the house. And it definitely keeps it more simple for me and enables me to know where everything is. Less confusing, less overwhelming. So anyhow, I brought in just one “big canvas” size box. I knew it had Clare’s rollercoaster painting in it and I hung that right away.
It also had this 30″ x 30″ canvas that Porter gave me. She’d started a painting on it but didn’t love it, so (along with several others) donated it to me. It used to depict a rowing oar above the water. Since this was the one available, unpacked painting surface, I’ve been able to noodle on that for the last week and just yesterday started seeing these circles I wanted to ’start growing’ out of the oar. Then I imagined some kind of scraggily, eery arms too. I wanted the lines to organically tell me “what next” and I think they did.
I also just wanted to make shapes and colors that I would want to look at, without worrying if it I was accomplishing anything beyond that. Quite relaxing, that approach.
Thanks, Porter, for the start of this painting!
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I clicked on flicker to see the image...very free and wonderful. I see an artist's hand in the upper right hand corner... she is in the midst of conducting something or creating something very unique and special... JUST like YOU..
Thanks, Mom, that is so sweet! :) Extra nice to have the encouragement when I'm so far away from my pep squad.
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