This will be my third year participating in the Art on 45 Art Show and Auction. It is a juried event. My first idea was to do an Arizona inspired pour. Shades of Sedona and sky. I found a few intriguing pouring videos that had me wanting to try. It’s been years since I have done pours. And I only did a few. So I thought it might be risky to try a technique that is so hard to predict. I ordered the supplies, so I have them at the ready now. Haha.
I lost count of how many layers are on this. I am guessing a dozen. And the back has almost as many. For some reason the muted aqua was drying two-toned. Maybe I didn’t mix the paint well enough. I did a few color studies, and sketched different compositions. As you can see I came back to my standard, slightly to the right, and Indigo blue. Haha. I was very tempted to center the vase. To highlight the Knock-out center of the record.
The 2021/22 ART ON 45™ auction is scheduled for March 17-19, 2022. The raised funds from this auction will benefit the Louisiana Center for the Blind (LCB), Located in Ruston, Louisiana. According to their motto “Changing What It Means to Be Blind”, the LCB offers a wide range of innovative programs and services to blind people of all ages to guide and assist them on their journeys towards leading independent and self-sufficient as well as fun and exciting lives.
I will share more as the event nears. You can also follow the event Facebook page, for introductions to the artists and their work.
What we do see depends mainly on what we look for… In the same field the farmer will notice the crop, the geologists the fossils, botanists the flowers, artists the coloring, sportsmen the cover for the game. Though we may all look at the same things, it does not all follow that we should see them. JOHN LUBBOCK
Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye. H. Jackson Brown, Jr.
This post has been sitting half finished since December. I was going to write about my COVID experience. But I am still mid journey. And for some reason, I have not been able to put that story to paper.
For now, here are the wonky little works I did while in the hospital. They are in my 4 x 6 sketch book. Not on watercolor paper. Christine Brooks made the suggestion, to pass the time. I wasn’t thinking about art at that moment. And at first, it was very hard to concentrate. I would draw, and then paint later.
I put together a list of supplies, and had them dropped off at the hospital. I forgot some essentials. Like an eraser. LOL. I had a larger sketchbook, but 4 x 6 was about all I could manage. I altered a few of these in Photoshop. Blurred a snake plant, to soften. Added a few straight lines. Mostly, they are left untouched.
As for an update. I am plugging along. I am doing great on the whole. My mobility is still mostly limited. My O2 still drops dangerously low. I can get to the restroom on my own now. Without the walker. And I can get up from the seat unaided. Huge milestones! Haha. Sometimes my O2 stays level, until after I have made it back to the bedroom. Then it drops drastically. Fortunately, I often recover more quickly now than before. In the beginning, The O2 would drop as soon as I stood up. Another milestone. Of sorts.
But every silver lining, I am going to claim. Haha. And thank God for!
We dream to give ourselves hope. To stop dreaming—well, that’s like saying you can never change your fate. Amy Tan
I simply can’t build my hopes on a foundation of confusion, misery and death… I think… peace and tranquility will return again. Anne Frank
A wonderful win, this bouquet. I started with a palette knife and gesso. Added texture, and scratch marks. Moved on to the next layers, still with knife in hand. Paint, pen, oil pastel, Q-tips, stylus.
My vase is clearly wonky. And I am missing a stem. But I am feeling, happy with this one. I rarely choose to use a palette knife. And without thinking? Never. But I reached, and grabbed, and started to messily layer paint.
I’m rather stoked that my fear took a hike.
Some of my fear is still nagging me. The “I can’t paint a chicken in a nest,” fear. That is what has been whispering in my head since May. Truthfully, since last year.
A request from a friend. She loves the first Rooster I painted for her. So WHY is there still so much fear?!
The little 4 x 4’s got me started. They lead me to the next, which was a gift of surprise and triumph.
And that led me to, begin.
When you learn to give yourself a break, and feel okay about not being able to live up to impossible standards, then you can begin to get the worry-free rest your mind and body so badly need. Suman Rai
God has promised that He will provide rest to those who have faith in Him so hold on to your faith, and to His words, for God’s words are true. Innah Delos Angeles
Wishing you JOY, great health, and restful nights.