I cut the page in half. Hoped to extract a pleasing composition.
Nope.
Irritating. Ugly.
I picked it up today. So little lost if I tossed it—a 4x5" patch of paint on paper.
But, really, throw away a start?
Now, a postcard on its way to my dad : )
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| Tell the Stories that Come Through You One Day at a Time 4 x 5" postcard; acrylic, collage, and pastel on watercolor paper abstract 2019 |
8 comments:
You always succeed in wielding your magic brush! Good to see you back on the blog! Love the title and the fine scripts and of course the colors!
Hi Carol! Thanks for your comments. I felt fortunate to pull this one out. Getting the spark to 'paint' with print collage is what started to turn the piece around—well, in fact, it's what turned ME around to seeing possibility. Glad you like the title, fine scripts, and colors : )
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind. :)
Not irritating no more ;)
Sheila, I totally agree—blowing in the wind! And not irritating no more!
Once I got going, it was as though a harsh wind that had been blowing grit in my eyes suddenly became soft and balmy, washing over my skin like the embrace of a friend : )
It is so funny how often we are near to throwing something away, just to find out if we pushed one more time it would turn into something! Like this wonderful postcard! xo
Jen, yes! Past experience has taught me to keep on playing and see what happens. Works in art, works across the board!
I love the idea to use the products that come from the process of experimenting and exploring as a postcard to someone you love!
1. Hi, Simone! So happy to see you here!
2. In my case, not only do my postcards go to someone I love, but also that someone is unequivocally happy to receive them—no critque!
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