It’s time for Art ON 45! Well, time for the submissions to be turned in. I pulled an all-nighter getting my piece ready to mail. Then I re-read the instructions and realized that submissions were being taken as digital images. Haha! Image and entry form sent. Alls well. It is a juried event. I’ll find out mid-month if the piece is accepted.
I started with several layers of a warm white front and back. I drew the shapes and filled them in with two shades of green. Next, I dipped a #2 pencil eraser in shades of blue and got spotty with it.
Layers of greens, blues. Painted and splattered. Then a cloak of darkness, and purply prickly pear adornment. I had a moment of trepidation before I started on the spines. The “What if I ruin it?!” Luck was on my side, I found the perfect small, skinny brush. Whew!
Mingus received a nice coat of snow on December 28th. Sadly, the valley stayed dry.
Two weeks later, and there is still snow on the mountain.
Mingus was hidden by clouds all afternoon. Surprise! Right around 9 pm giant, fluffy flakes started falling here as well. Hooray!
1.used to express joy or approval.”This book has won all sorts of prizes. Hooray!”
2.AUSTRALIAN/NZ goodbye.”Hooray George, promise you’ll come back.”
Ta-da. Ta-done. The two paintings above started as playful florals for two toddlers. Then Nana Noni requested having their birth stats added. There are layers of paper and paint, leaf skeletons. Unfortunately, most of that texture is not showing well.
This next one is for the newest addition, Abigail. It’s tiny, ‘cuz she’s teeny. I will do her birth stats soon. She was given her great-grandmother’s name, Viola. So I used violet hues.
This last one is a gift as well. Sort of a house warming.
Three Faces of Mingus
One setting sun. Five minutes. Three moods.
Now it’s time to go finish the last of my Christmas cards. Meant to send them out Friday. Haha.
“I stopped believing in Santa Claus when I was six. Mother took me to see him in a department store, and he asked for my autograph.” Shirley Temple
These first three photos were taken on the same night. The sky above was that amazing shade of cerulean. No touch-up required. When I zoomed in, the clouds below showed as white, so I did pull out the pinks in Photoshop. This one needs to be painted.
I was in town when I noticed the clouds turning pink. I pulled into a park area and waited for a good shot. If you look closely, you can see the last bit of sun on the top of the hills. I had to remove two light poles from the sky. I was in front of a ballpark.
I am finally finishing these two pieces. I started them, months ago I think. I collaged sheet music, colorful paper, leaf skeletons, and stamping. Then I lost my way, had NO idea where to go next. So they sat. Like that. Last night I outlined the shapes and concealed the background with a layer of thinned paint. I want some of the details to remain visible.
“Plant seeds of happiness, hope, success, and love; it will all come back to you in abundance. This is the law of nature.” Steve Maraboli
“In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they’re still beautiful.” Alice Walker