Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Dropped Anchor Again

My boat is rocking a little. I don't quite have my bearings.

Anchored, waiting …

black and white in progress

8 comments:

  1. I love the underlying layers, squiggles and black background Dotty. There is a big eye watching our every move that may need a pair of sunglasses before the boat stops rocking.....Hugs G xxxx

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    1. Thanks, Gillian. Underlying layers, squiggles, black background—all relatively new in my painting life. Fun to explore. That big eye is indeed watching!

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  2. I recognize the feeling. And I guess for any development this period of uncertainty is crucial....
    At least, that is what I say to myself when my boat rocks ;-)

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    1. Simone, thanks for your support and interest.

      I am surprised and delighted to be OK with the rocking boat, the loss of bearings—the uncertainty. Through painting, I'm starting to develop friendships with all sorts of feelings I used to be uncomfortable with.

      I think that if uncertainty shows up it is crucial, but I also think it isn't inherent—sometimes there will be development without it.

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  3. I see a bouquet of white roses that a bride is eagerly waiting to use on her walk down the aisle.

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    1. A June wedding! LOVE hearing what you see—you've painted a picture in return : )

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  4. Oh that eye! Am I in trouble? I hear the Twilight Zone theme in my head. (spinning spirals) (Learn something new every day. There were different "lyrics for each season opening>)
    "You're traveling through another dimension,
    a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind;
    a journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination.
    That's the signpost up ahead-- your next stop . . . the Twilight Zone!"

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    1. Sheila, the Twilight Zone is a terrific association for this piece, and for the mystery of painting in general—thank you!

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