None.
There is no intention or idea I could have had.
I started with the second 4x5" half of Day 4's 5x8. It had a too-strong yellow scribble going right through the heart of it which I'd intensified (polite word) with the impulsive addition yesterday of puffy black fabric ink scribbles. It was beyond my conscious imagination what I could do to salvage the piece.
But, what the heck, it's just paint and paper, and only a tiny bit of paper at that. The painting was already in a state of ruin. Nothing to lose.
Many crazy steps along the way.
My favorites:
• creating some really cool misty softnesses with a pad designed for staining wood decks—a pad Dave gave me for Christmas for my art, something I would never have thought to purchase on my own; and
• using my historically unreliable fine-line ink applicator to add some black lines only to have it leak from the bottom edge of the cap and drop big black blobs on my composition (composition!).
That exploding ink? No choice whatsoever but to be fully in the moment. I felt liquid flooding my hand, looked down to see blobs, laughed out loud, simultaneously thought If you can't lick 'em, join 'em … and flung ink off my hand all over my painting.
I love what resulted!
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| West Virginia Matins 4x5"; acrylic, ink, and oil pastel on canvas paper abstract 2017 |
process pix:
cut this in half
to this;
did this;
created this
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postscript to yesterday: I softened Evening Prayer with my new wood staining pad.
10 comments:
Love seeing your path. Love that you victoriously flung paint onto your work. Love the creative new tool, and that it was a gift. And I love what you did to yesterday's painting. You are rocking this Dotty!
Sheila:
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Don't forget, I most likely would not even be participating in this 30in30 but for you : )
Thank you.
Omg I had such a chuckle over your description Dotty and think it worked out didn't it?
Hey, Gillian, it DID work out? I have to say I'm actively grateful to have found my way to this place of greater equanimity about what happens along the way in any given painting. I have learned, by my very own hand and through my very own experiences, that things may not always work but they almost always work out. Glad you got a chuckle over my description. You shoulda seen me laughing in my studio!
This is a great winner, triumph!!!This has completely turned it around. Thanks for pointing me in the direction of new tools. Think wrapping my metal dish-pad with a piece of microfiber cloth would simulate your pad? Did you use over wet paint, sections/all ? I have in the past used skotch-brite!
Thanks, Carol. This piece DID turn completely around! For me, a fun aspect is that I found myself very aware that each mark I made was a mark, a virtual "nothing," AND simultaneously found myself completely transported to a stream in WV beside which Dave and I took a hike a couple of years ago.
My use of the wood staining pad was mostly wet on dry. I was able to get speckles of different sizes (though all tiny). Once applied, in other places I could then use a light touch w the pad to blend the speckles and create very soft edges. I'll be experimenting further. Scotch-Brite might be the closet equivalent.
I think it turned out great with the splotches. I also love the title, since my husband is from WV, and we lived Charleston for 2 years..it's one of my favorite places on earth.
Thanks, Katie Jeanne! The splotches were definitely a happy accident. Fun that you took note of the painting title. My husband and I have vacationed at a variety of the amazing WV state parks for the past ten years or so, every October to celebrate our anniversary. So beautiful.
Love reading your stories, they bring the paintings to life.
Thanks, Marion. I love to paint, and I love processing the experience in words via writing my blog. Glad you're enjoying the stories.
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