Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Wrong Sida Bed

Don't mess with me today.

Grouchy, grouchy, grouchy.

And droopy.

Dragging.

Clawed my way to my studio through metaphorical brambles and muck and icy wind and pelting sleet in wet heavy boots. No hat. No gloves.

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And created a little woodland scene (instead of shaking my fists and making a scene!).

Dipped my brush into paint.

Moved pastels against the textured fibers of sketchbook paper.

Chose colors.

Changed colors.

Peeled tape gently from the edges of the page.

Witnessed outer and inner transmutation.

Softened
3x5", ink, acrylic, and pastel on sketchbook paper
nature
2015
[not for sale]


Softened, now a handmade notecard

8 comments:

  1. Dear Dotty,

    What a pleasure to see those wonderful trees.
    Isn't it a miracle that we can create such beautiful things with simply some colours and paper?
    And in the meantime let it change ourselves?

    I am touched by the simple (in the good sense) beauty of those two!

    with love!
    Simone

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    1. Hi Simone, fun to hear from you! It certainly was a pleasure to ME to see those wonderful trees. It IS a miracle, the mystery and the many gifts of creativity.

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  2. I agree with Simone. Isn't it great to be able to wake up one day, and when you go to bed that night, there is a creation out there in the world forever......by YOU! It's beautiful, and even more so as a greeting card. A true treat for a lucky recipient!

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    1. Thanks for your thoughts, Laurie. The transformative gifts of painting and the intense presence of painting … keep me painting! I sent the card to a friend, completely blank, in its own envelope within the envelope I used for sending, so she could keep it, or send it herself. She's keeping, at least for now : )

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  3. I wish my grouchy moods produced such creative outcomes. Your painting and writing are such wonderful outlets for you!

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    1. Thanks for your comments, Joje. I had no idea when I began painting, nor when I began blogging, how central and enlivening the unleashing of my creative energy would be. Big gifts. Huge.

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  4. I see the pelting sleet! And from my warm room, it is lovely. What fortitude you have! How lucky for us, your readers. And for your friend who received this beauty :) Lovely way to "frame" your art!

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    1. Thanks for your feedback, Sheila. The "frame" is from back in the day when I used to make paper every summer. It was fun to pull out my stash and give a few pieces a place to shine vs. sitting in a box.

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