I am still painting bubbles….

Oh, Ive been doing other things too, but there is a sense of being in no hurry for this painting. Last week I thought I would have this done, no problem.  But no…it is taking its own sweet time. Luckily, it is coming along and as I keep adjusting things, more than anything, I keep eliminating areas. Softening edges, lowering power, and even “knocking” the bubbles back (making them less important) by gliding over them with packing peanuts. (good tip, btw) Then dashing in tiny reflections, resetting the edges of the circles and then taking away the edges of the circles again. Very therapeutic. This image has been rather fun and meditative. It is almost painting itself and I am along for the ride.  Ever have that happen to you? Someone asks you, “how/why did you do that?” And you can only reply that you seriously don’t know? 

Maybe I will have it finished next week, maybe I won’t. The older I get the more I realize that this art thing is not a race. (my, I sound old…) but goodness knows I have gotten myself into trouble by rushing things, so for now I am listening to handpan music, getting covered in pink and blue dust and blowing bubbles in my studio. (for research- I haven’t “lost it” yet) 

If I start to talk to myself I may be in trouble…..

Here is another peek again of the painting I am calling “Zen.” It kind of feels like a throw-back to my illustrator days when the story or the narrative is more important than the actual image. And although I am always thinking about what I want an image to convey, this one feels a little different… so I am just going along for the ride.  

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