I had quite an odd day yesterday, but one pretty representative of my life these days. My mother and I used to joke that weird stuff started to happen around us as soon as we walked out the door.
It's still happening to me.
On Facebook, Angie wrote:
And it got me to thinking - if my day had gone smoothly, would I have even created this spread? Would I have focused on collage or paper-making instead? And isn't it exciting that we get to create anew every day, exploring all these different facets of ourselves?
What I needed at that moment was a bit of peace - no complicated, layered collages or trying to draw something semi-well. I needed to rest and relax into the process of just smooshing paint around on the page. I've missed abstract painting like this, and I feel like this spread is telling me I'm ready to get back to the work of painting and creating and putting myself out there again.
This took about 45 minutes, btw. I went over, but that's totally allowed!
My desk at home isn't very deep, so supplies have started to pile up along the back of it. There are about four canvases leaned up there, ready for me to get back to work. Also: that tissue paper is from the holiday stuff by Sugar Paper that was at Target and is my new favorite thing to look at.
Here's a wider shot from when I was finished. Yeah, I know. Most of it has been cleaned up by now....but you just know it'll come back out the next time I paint.
I'm heading home to relax and doodle. Or do a whole page of collage. I need to chill!