Felt like that yesterday. Was striding into my new series, moving right along, taking in the colors, sweeping my brush back and forth with pleasure. Then, bam! The painting went down. Was flat on its face before it knew it was going.
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| work in progress |
When I slipped on the ice, the critical decision was whether to go to Starbucks before the hospital emergency room or after.
I opted to dust myself off and head to Starbucks for my usual Sunday morning coffee date with Dave. First things first. X-rays second.
Similarly, today, after catching my breath—and it needed catching!, I dusted myself off and kept playing. My slapstick inquiry might be broken, might not.
Slapped collage and pastels onto my painting and let 'em stick. Gave it a title and called it a postcard.
Done.
Now, on to other things—the emergency room happily not among them!
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| I Can Only Face So Much Drama at Once 4x5"; acrylic, pastels, and collage on paper, mounted on card stock abstract 2017 |
8 comments:
The art! The title! The philosophy! The humor! You've got it all, Dotty.
Thank you, ma'am. Picture my taking a little curtsy right about now : )
Love your courage! Continuing sticking and painting! I get to that point I usually leave it. Love that title! So true. Kol hacavod!
Thank you, thank you, Carol! I wanted to avoid a paint-over, but I sure was stumped at first by the lackluster fog of a mess I'd made; couldn't at first imagine a way out. But what fun to have painted long and often enough to have past recoveries deposited in my experience bank. : )
Oh Dotty, thanks for the laughter!!! I really like the before. Your veiling. The postcard is awesome, just pure fun!
Glad to hear that!
I love your experimentations, and I really like the carefree energy that speaks from them!
Huh. I know I responded to your comment on Saturday when it arrived. Now I'm wondering why it didn't post.
But I digress!
I'm always happy when I can spark laughter.
Love that you liked the 'before' with its veiling. Veiling is rarely intuitive or easy for me! Glad that the postcard strikes you as pure fun : )
Thanks, Sheila.
Yay! Thanks, Simone, for reflecting back your appreciation for my experimentations and the carefree (ha!) energy that speaks from them : )
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