I love the happenso accidental capriciousness of it.
So—no surprise to those who follow my daily painting—after making one more quick pass on yesterday's freestyle start …
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| yesterday's start after a third pass today, photographed in early morning winter sunshine |
… I extract three small 'canvases' from it (Sylvia, do not go fussin' at me!) to see what surprise volunteer compositions I'll discover in my arbitrary divisions.
The first outcome is an internal one—a little jolt of delight in recognizing and welcoming the groundwork for a new series. Hot diggity! Used to be I liked the idea of a series but had no staying power whatsoever to actually see one through to completion. Last week and this, however, my tummy has done more than one happy flip-flop while immersed in series work, saying, Bring it on!
The second outcome today is a new painting.
Which I complete in short order! No belaboring!
I say to myself Just stop!—and after a mere two or three repetitions of the command, I do just that.
Stop and walk away.
Done.
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| You Are Your Own Best Guru 4x5"; acrylic, ink, and pastels on paper abstract 2017 [gift] |
4 comments:
Is there a mic drop in this one? WOW! Yep, done. You are in the zone, in flow, following your intuition, playing in a new realm.
Laughing in delight at the notion of a mic drop, Jen! Thank you! I do seem to be playing in a new realm (feels like thick mud to me fairly often!), and I'm grateful for your more objective view from more of a distance than I can muster for myself.
Bravo to you for following your insticts, one of the hardest things to do. You are the best Guru!
Thank you, Carol, for your kind words. I am ever humbled and grateful when I remember to listen to my gut and follow.
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