Caught by Breezes

I am a kite this summer, lofted by painting, blowing every which way, giddy with possibilities, trying my hand at whatever catches my attention.

Caroline and Emmy bought a few $1 kites last week to share with friends, and Meg snapped a photo.

I grabbed some canvas, opted for a narrow portrait orientation, told myself no brush smaller than a bright #6, set an intention to juxtapose a preponderance of simple expressive strokes with the barest hints of specificity, and gave myself over to the breezes.

$1 Flight
4x7.5", acrylic on canvas
children
2015
[not for sale]