Friday, September 14, 2012

Yeah for fridays!

I have another finished acrylic painting to show you this week. This one is bigger. I'd tell you how big but I just don't feel like going to measure it right now. I started with fingerpainting the rosey colored swirls, and just like the other painting of the Great Mother, this Mother just appeared as well. Her hair was even bigger at first, taking up the whole top of the painting but I finally realized that had to be toned down a bit. That was about the only part I struggled with at all.... this was actually a very easy painting to create.




I did however learn that you can't paint over acrylic ink like you can regular acrylic.... even when it's dry it smears into the new color you add. The red and black lines on this are acrylic ink and next time I won't add them until I am sure I am done changing background colors and such.




She is of this earth.
She holds all in her warm arms....
safe... and warm.... and home.
 
 
 
Stop by Haiku my heart at Recuerdo Mi Corazon
and paint party friday for more good things!

Monday, September 10, 2012

moving along

Here is the second painting I have finished  lately and I will have more very soon...

The hat was here in this painting almost from the start but I redid the girl at least 3 times, she started out with a wide face and bushy hair, it just didn't fit, now her hat is to big for her but she doesn't care. She wears it all the time and when she's not wearing it she keeps it in a box in her closet labeled "That Hat!". She has to trim the roses every 2 weeks as they grow out of control. She has taken to putting one of the roses in a glass on her desk after she cuts them back and when people walk by her desk and say, "Beautiful rose, where'd you get it?", she simply answers, "that hat" and people give her a strange look and move on.





I am linking to creative everyday and Illustration Friday for their theme of Imagination.

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Finding more small magic

I have another video for you that I made,  there's a mandala in flowers and  a little bit of me painting a self portrait, although I will say it looks more like me when I was younger and thinner than it does  now. My eyes are too big here, and my  hair in this is black instead of brown,  but I guess that's the way I saw myself when I looked in the rear view mirror to paint it. I don't show painting the whole thing as it was too hard to hold the camera and paint in the car! But it's only a few minutes long so please watch it!


I do see myself
Without wrinkles and still thin
Mirrors tell small tales


Pieces of ourselves
Shared on fridays with others
Pieces of my heart




Happy paint party friday and haiku my heart!

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Finishing one at a time

For my share the joy post this week I am happy to report I am finishing things finally.....Here's my latest painting finally finished, I actually finished two this week and will post the other soon.  This one is slightly different for me... acrylics for one and no falling ladies or mandalas for another... just the Great Mother. This was done in the style where you just start layering colors with no real plan in mind... it had about 4 layers when I saw the Mother, then started painting around the flowers and figures. I really enjoy this style of art, it's fun and stressfree to work on.






I really enjoy these colors too, almost the whole thing was done using just black acrylic and  then white acrylic mixed with watercolor crayons. I think I only used pink, purple and blue and green. So for the Artist's play room, those are me favorite colors lately, 4 shades mixed with lots of white to make them pale and soft...


Friday, August 31, 2012

 
Well, it's finally happened....
 my mind has run-a-mok!
I think I think too much.
My head exploded and out poured 100's of ideas, images and patterns.
 I opened my mouth to speak and instead of words,
swirling color and popping lines poured out.





 
 
I started too many projects lately instead of finishing any.
I have started way too many pages in my sketchbook without finishing them...
I have started at least 4 watercolor mandalas, I have 3 acrylic canvases in the works, a doll, a stuffed bird, an embridered hoop, some paper clay figures, 3 videos and soooo many ideas for rocks and art and more.
Yes, there's more, I just don't want to face up to it!
I haven't finished any of it.




Some are close to completion, most are not... It reminds me of a line that William Hurt said in the Big Chill, which I have to admit, I watched close to a hundred times years ago...."I'm not hung up on the completion thing."



It could be because the river is so unusually low that my spot has all but turned to dirt with just a thick layer of dried algae where water flowed.



It could be that lack of sleep has made me manic.
I had to look up the definition of manic after I wrote that..."overexcited: in a state of unusually high excitement especially because of tension."
well maybe....but not quite.

 
What do you do with all your ideas when there will never be enough time to accomplish even half?
 

 

Colorful messes

Chaotic creation or

a lack of focus?

 
 
I will finish something and post it soon, I promise!
Linking to Paint party friday and Haiku my heart! see ya soon...

Friday, August 24, 2012

Small magic in a white feather

Here's the video I made for you and tried to post last week....there's a few spots I'd like to fix but it's done so I'm leaving it as is, it's a learning experience, this movie making.....

 
 
If we own a place,
Does it own us in return?
Our stardust remains.

My deep thought for the moment.....

So this week, i drove over the bridge, and looked over to "my spot" on the river, and i started wondering why i feel as if it now belongs to me, and if it does belong to me will there be anything left of me there when i am gone? Does a part of us linger in a spot we have spent time at? I love an old home that's been lived in , old books well worn, old loved dolls,and i am drawn to the cemetaries.... is it the remnant of other lives left behind?

 

Synchronicity is the experience of two or more events that are apparently causally unrelated or unlikely to occur together by chance, yet are experienced as occurring together in a meaningful manner. The concept of synchronicity was first described in this terminology by Carl Gustav Jung, a Swiss psychologist, in the 1920s.


 
Contrast of hard rock
against white lace, old and soft...
Synchronicity.
 




I am linking to Haiku my heart, Artists Play room as my word was lace, and Paint party friday. Have a great week everyone!

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

white on white


A crochet rock from my mother.....


my latest painted rock.... 


shades of white....






white on white....


and a new work in progress....





linking with Whats on your workdesk wednesday.... even though i don't show my messy desk this time, i did have these rocks on my desk while i worked....