Thank you for the lovely, extremely supportive emails I received about my treacherous return to the studio. I wish some of you would be less shy about posting comments on the blog. I am blessed with wise, articulate friends and I'd like the blog to be more interactive. Believe me, it's a very small group--all friends--who are viewing these postings. No one else, except for--well, that one token representative from the CIA--is watching us. Even he has assured me that he means no harm. And, like Barney Fife, he isn't allowed to keep a bullet in his gun.
Yes, I "completed" the painting. More accurately, I let it go. For me, the process of letting go of a painting involves hanging it in various rooms, propping it up on the woodstove (when there isn't a fire going), leaning it against the stair rail, sometimes taking it out to the deck to look at it in northern light. Going to sleep. Waking up. Seeing what it looks like before my morning coffee. If something about the painting surprises me in a not altogether unpleasant way, and before the benefit of French roast, then I'm tempted to let it go toddling off into the real world.
This one, which measures 36 inches by 48 inches, reminds me a bit of the colors of an afternoon in September--a slightly more yellowish light, longer shadows--but still the pansies are in bloom and the ash tree, thanks to a generous monsoon season, is very green. (No, you're not supposed to be able to see those things.) I call it "Spirit of the Afternoon."
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Spirit of the Afternoon
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6 comments:
Mother, I love it. I love how your work continues to mature. This piece really conveys feeling. I love your use of the creme color for contrast. I can't wait to see this one in person. I'm also glad you are painting larger. It's so much more dramatic.
Wow, I am touched that you took the time to look at my blog when you have such a busy week. THANK YOU for doing so, and of course, for your very thoughtful words.
And best of luck with the rest of the week...
Hi San, I like this painting. Particularly your use of purple, blue and green. I found it interesting how the softened yellow seemed to set them up nicely. Didn't know I could enjoy yellow till I saw this one. I'm no kind of art expert and tend to lean towards fantasy and realism so I haven't spent much time with your style of painting but I enjoyed this one. Thank you for giving me a new experience through it.
Thanks for visiting my blog. It is rewarding to find someone can spend that much time reading me. :)
Peace.
Lee, if I remember, when you took the "crayon test," you were actually a YELLOW. Since your life is progressing at a nice clip now, it looks like even your color preference is changing. It's happened to me before too.
THANK YOU for your kind words about my painting. Someone in the gallery told me I'd used Mardi Gras colors, so I looked that up. Turns out: purple=justice; green=faith; gold=power. How cool is that?
Yes, they're MG colors, but it's a long way from "Throw me something, Mister/Lady", far more evocative of the true MG spirit of joy and celebration! I've told you before that your paintings seem very narrative to me. This one is no exception. I see the story of an afternoon, of light and movement and quiet spirit, of becoming the light. You were in the zone, babe.
Thanks, b2. What lovely words!
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