Sometimes I am a day late and a dollar short….
So forgive this blog for coming out this week on a Thursday instead of yesterday. I had taught classes back to back all day on Tuesday, then made dinner for my son and myself, cleaned up and then I sat down to write the blog.
I just couldn’t do it.
I am so excited about a new oil painting on my easel that I just had to put the computer down and head to the studio.
I am in the fun stage when all the design, composition, color harmony, and light issues are now settled. All the doubt, worry and hesitation are gone and the intentions are clearly set. Now I just get to paint. (so excited) So I had a lovely, isolated, quiet few hours of “me” time before falling exhausted into bed.
I think that is what I enjoyed most about the bubble painting. I just got to mindlessly paint. I don’t get to do that very often. Normally it is a battle to find the likeness or an overwhelming drive to make each painting better than the last or, worse, stress myself out over upcoming shows. And I do it to myself. But not this time.
I remember when I was in elementary school and it was art class. We had to bring in our own crayons for a project. And there was this one girl with the full set of 64 crayons. Wow! All those colors…and a sharpener! Oh, I just wanted to touch them. My recent painting sessions have found me more like a little kid with a full box of crayons. (although the Roches are a bit more pricey) The simple joy of sliding pigment around has me beyond happy again. And this is coming after a few months of self-doubt, crappy starts and stops and lots of frustration. So, if you see me walking around and I am aimlessly humming a tune or seem lost in thought, chances are I am thinking about getting back to the studio to play with color. I realize it it such a huge part of who I am. And I need to play.
So here is the final bubble painting I am calling “Zen.” A bit different for me. Very high key, but I thoughoughly enjoyed the process.
I hope you get some time this week to be a kid again. I will share my crayons with you.
I keep a full large box set of Crayola crayons on my book shelf with all my art books unopened and untouched. It is a homage to my memory of a sensory childhood experience of discovery and creativity!.
I have a large box of crayons in with my art supplies also! I haven’t used it in years, but I refuse to get rid of it. 🙂
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She’s lovely! And the bubbles are just perfect! So glad you go to enjoy yourself on this one—it shows. 😊
Thanks! On to more fun🫧🫧🫧
Love, love it !!!!!! I makes me smile!!!
Thanks! Me too 🫧
Love, love love this, Christine!
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Zen is the right word. Love it. It holds a mysterious calm. The way the light just bounces over the entire piece is amazing. Speaking of crayons, I have a friend that used only crayons, ( for an extended period.) She actually created some remarkable work, She had told me that it took a lot of crayons to get it where she wanted it to be, and a lot of time. I gave her a 12 piece set of Mungyo oil pastels and didn’t hear from her for over a month. (high pigment and soft) I thought she was angry with me. No. She was just engrossed at the fact that she was creating pieces that were vibrant and took no time at all. She also works in soft pastel and thats where we first met. At a pastel class with Donna Housel. But back to Crayons. Loved the box. My first full box was for my birthday, many, many years ago. I used them all up, except the ones my baby brother got a hold of and ate. Yesterday was my birthday, and the first for a long time that I didn’t buy myself new art supplies. But I did buy some earrings. LOL! Love all of your blogs. I look for them. They sometimes waken long forgotten memories. Thank you.
Thank you Donna. I always love your comments.