It rained last night and that makes me so happy! My walk up to the post office will be so much more enjoyable. I love the freshness of rain.
Friday, August 23, 2013
Thursday, August 22, 2013
It's funny, how many times painting reminds me of dancing. When I was younger I loved dancing. The hippy kind of dancing that is, like at Grateful Dead shows and drumming circles. I loved, especially, to dance outside. Under the stars, or the sun, in the mist or in the rain. It seemed by dancing we were somehow linked to all the beauty that surrounded us and it gave some sort of a sense of freedom, exhilaration, joy. I would wear my brightest, twirliest tie-dye and jump into the sea of moving colors.
But then I grew up, got religion, settled down, had twenty years of pregnancy and nursing... I haven't danced like that in a long, long time. My feet hurt, my legs ache, besides, I jiggle way too much. So painting is still as close as I come to dancing. The blur of colors, movement, and again, joy. So, now instead of dancing like I mean it, I paint like I mean it.
And I still enjoy music, a lot. So here's a dance song for you. :)
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
I love how this came together because it reaffirmed something I had been thinking about without actually planning to do it. But non planning of it reinforces the idea! That is I was listening to the TedTalk by
Elizabeth Gilbert about the artistic process and the way it seems to come. Which for me tends to be inconvenient moments, like when I'm walking outside, and not when you want it, like when I'm looking at a canvas. It's a funny capricious thing, and hard to understand and even harder to control.
The talk was very encouraging to me. When I was painting this the figure of the person came forward quite strongly and all the swirling came together very naturally afterward, so I'm really liking this one. Not just liking the colors and the process, but feeling like I see a message to myself in it as well. Which is always cool.