This painting may not be done yet, but I was eager to share it with you. It recalls a day when my daughter and I were out botanizing in extremely tough terrain. No trails here~just a wet prairie. The moraines and sloughs are like corduroy in this preserve, with tall vegetation that obscures your footing. One minute you’re on a sandy ridge, the next you are plunging into water and black muck, with grasses sawing your skin and biting insects assaulting your senses. Makes me shudder just to think of it, and Katie and I vowed we’d never go back in there no matter what plant might be growing there! However, one of the things nature teaches us is to look up from our trials and tribulations and see what grace notes she has to offer. On this afternoon we looked up to see these fledglings lined up on a dead limb. Aren’t they cute? You birders can set me straight on what they are. Martins? Swallows?
It took me forever to get this painting the way I wanted it. Finally it occurred to me that painting the trunk in shades of lavender would make the landscape beyond pop, and now I’m happy. As you can see it wears a little frame, a “floater”. Love those.
Just put the finishing touches on these little guys. Unless, of course, in the middle of the night it seems I need to change them. again.
My studio has been a crazy place lately, with another dog commission (YAY!) and those goldfinches I promised you and…. somehow it seemed more approachable to work on something little.
I’ve been reading “Tales From the Art Crypt” which is an interesting read about the art world. The author believes that artists are only relevant and seeking the edge when they are hungry. Au Contraire, Mr. Moneybags. I dream of going out there, to the edge, sometimes. It can be hard to pay the bills from the edge, though, so I’ll leave that to another day. In the mean time I am happy painting my happy little paintings.
Happy New Year to everyone!
I don’t know if you ever experience this, but I frequently have several different ideals wrestling to be uppermost in my mind as I go about my days. “Be free! Be innovative! Be economical! Be environmental!” all of which mostly just leaves me feeling mental. And frozen. So this year I am hoping to be gentler with myself. I figure if I can do that, it is bound to spill out into how I treat others and the world in general. Of course, I really do want to be a little more free, innovative,…etc.
in my garden there runs a wild woman
Sometimes things get a little off-kilter
but that is ok.
So, in the interest of lightening up, here is my newest painting. I don’t know what I think of it. It is kinda wacky, maybe.
Maybe one of these days I will be able to leap all the way into abstraction. But I’ll be leaving my clothes on in the garden!