Ahh, January. I love the clean crispness of January. I clean out my studio and begin again, looking through my stash of photos and sketches for my next project. Fresh new canvases thrill me to my fingertips, but I don’t hesitate to paint out a painting from last year that didn’t ever quite gel. Sometimes, though, they are sort of in between. Not bad enough to paint out, yet something is missing… This weekend when I was flipping through old photos an old snag caught my attention. Ah-HAH! That’s what was missing in my Spring Bluff Marsh~ a big ole gnarly tree. So I scooped up some colors and let them mush together in the shape of a snag. Now I’m happy.
Life is like that, isn’t it? Sometimes the thing that is missing is really already there, you just aren’t seeing it. It is so satisfying when the needful thing clicks into place.