Sometimes all you need is one bright, bold focal point to make your statement. Let this make it for you.
In Your Face
at Zazzle
at Fine Art America
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Last year I took on the challenge of creating something every single day. 365 somethings! I surprised myself and completed it. Mostly loving it, sometimes not. And then something curious happened. When I was done with that year long project, I didn't want to make anything. A lot of stuff happened in my life (my amazing Dad died) and art was the thing I probably needed most, but cared the least about. So I just let myself be OK with doing nothing. I hiked (a LOT) and just let time pass. And now I feel it starting to come back, but in a different way. More about the process and less about the outcome. Just the feeling of moving color across a page (using my fingers a lot) and making marks on a page (there is just something about making a bold, black, inky mess). I've started keeping art journals, so called because that's the current term-du-jour, but they're more scrapbook like. I do anything I want in them, paste in things, write lists of stuff to do, smear paint, scribble. I love the idea of layers of life in those pages and recently pulled out some old sketchbooks of really horrible stuff and started washing over them with paint. Loving the results of knowing the bad is always part of what makes the good that much better. And who knows, this moment's "good" may well be the next moment's "bad". And so it goes.
Peace Offering to Myself 24 x 36, from Fine Art America
Overheard
"I LOVE that shade of red on you!" is something I overhear among women all the time! I can't wear lipstick, I have really small lips and it just looks weird. But I think I buy my bodyweight in lip balm!
A few from this summer that I never posted. These all came from the 100 Days of Art project I committed to (and finished!) I really love the ocean, it soothes me, and I am a west coast girl for sure. The Pacific, she calls to me, both while dreaming and awake.
