Exploring, 4

What I brought with me on vacation: a sheet of collage paper I'd handpainted with a green I'd mixed. No idea how long ago, no idea where the pieces I apparently cut from it were used as collage. Ignoring the irregular shape of the page, I began exploring with ink scribbles and one fully inscribed circle touched by four partially inscribed externally tangent circles:

What unfolded in between outdoor explorations and infusions of sea and salt and salmon and scallops and susurrations and sunlight and scents and stillness and strolls and strides and surprises and sweets and star-studded-skies:

untitled until I decide if this will remain a quirky-shaped single piece 
or become several smaller found compositions
roughly 6 x 9"; acrylic, watercolor, gouache, ink, and oil pastel on paper
 neurographic abstract
2022

Catch-as-Catch-Can

I use the idiom catch-as-catch-can often but I never thought to look it up till today:

A phrase that describes a situation in which people must improvise or do what they can with limited means: “We don't have enough textbooks for all of the students, so it'll be catch-as-catch-can.”

What is most limited in my art life is long stretches of uninterrupted time in which to create, so I improvise with a few minutes grabbed here or snagged there. Way back when my kids were little, I crocheted a delicate cotton lace bedspread for my mom in moments stolen over the course of ten years, 32 square feet crocheted one 6-inch square motif at a time—in a doctor's waiting room, in a theater waiting for a show to begin, in my family room with Olympics on TV …

Today's few minutes:

grid composition #2
work in progress