Friday, July 13, 2018

Co-Lab

Michelle posts a meditation with dots.

Joan sends me a handpainted postcard (which I forgot to photograph) from her vacation on Martha's Vineyard.

Lightbulb!

I channel Michelle onto Joan's postcard and mail the update to Joan.

Thank you, both!

Blowing Bubbles in the Bright of a July Afternoon
4x6"; acrylic on cardstock
abstract
2018
[gift]

8 comments:

  1. There is definitely some mystery in the the dots. The more you look the more they seem to be moving on their own path. You probably know of the work of Yayoi Kusama!

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    1. In fact, I did not know of the work of Yayoi Kusama; thanks for the introduction, Carol.

      Fun to hear that you felt some mystery in the dots and that the more you looked at them the more they seemed to be moving on their own path. This painting was an engaging exploration/meditation as I dotted.

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  2. Inspiration!!! It comes from many places. You call them bubbles, I see donuts...but I haven't had breakfast yet, either. :)

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    1. I love the way inspiration comes waltzing in if you leave the doors and windows of your heart open.

      DONUTS! Grab a cuppa and start dunkin, Jen!

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  3. Translucent mini bubble sea creatures, floating together in the soft watery light. Bumping and bouncing with joyful delight :)

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    1. Sheila, you nailed it with your description—better than I did with my title; thank you! I feel as though I'm underwater, looking up to/through the refracted/reflected/bounced/penetrating light of a bright july day and micro-waterbugs floating on the surface.

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  4. Hi Dotty, So fun to see these dots. Also nice to look Yayoi Kusama up in Google! I have been to the Kroller Muller museum lately with my American family, and there all kinds of 'pointillist' works (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pointillism) Fun to see you at work as a pointillist!

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    1. Thanks, Simone. I enjoyed my foray into pointillism here, and suspect I'll play with it again.

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