Tuesday, August 30, 2016

Like Air

My mind exhorts, tidy up, create some order, tame the chaos.

But a quiet voice from a deeper place communicates without words, invites me to take it all in, like air; be porous, let it blow through.

work in progress











6 comments:

  1. Hi Dotty,

    I like your free flowing painting!
    Some freedom before Jane's class starts! ;-)


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    1. Thanks, Simone. It was definitely free flowing—the white streaks you see were made with a squeeze bottle that wasn't working as anticipated so became a 'fling' bottle that resulted in one fling that landed on my sock!

      I'm eager to dive into Jane's lessons when I return from the beach : )

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    1. A total experiment, I must say! I have no vision or idea. I just approach the canvas every now and then and do something new with it. Thanks for cheering me along.

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  3. I see goldfish under ice in a frozen pond... but maybe that's just me. I enjoy the Rorschach quality of this one!

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    1. Awesome—it's Dad's koi in the back yard pond in maybe late February, wondering when the HECK spring will arrive! Stay tuned—I'm thinking this particular canvas has many, many more iterations/layers to go. The ice will be thick, thick, thick by the time it's done.

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