hello people of the world.
A quick little collage this afternoon.
You may see this one again soon.
I'm working on an e-book - a combination
of art and writing
and this piece was done to accompany
something i wrote a few years ago
about a dying friend.
i can't wait to show it to you all.
but for now, just the art.
Sometimes the darker themes
are the most profound, don't you think?
The most honest.
I read this quote years ago
(can't remember who wrote it!)
Bear your sadness with greater trust
than your joy.
If the world was filled with happy people
living in happy places
with happy jobs
surrounded by happy bubbles
and happy birds chirping
and happy rainbows...
i think i'd want to slit my wrists. ;-)
Life isn't always happy,
so art can't always be happy either.
At least not my art.
That's what i love about art.
If you learn to get out of your own way
and give your art the space it needs
to say what it wants to say,
it can be nothing but truth.
So after the collage, I decided to paint
this little sketch i did a while ago.
Not exactly as the sketch,
but close enough...
a few healing colours...
a bit more detail in the face...
cleaner white lines around the hair...
I'm not quite done with it yet,
so i'll post it again when it's done.
Someone sent me this today
and it cracked me up,
so i wanted to share with you.
This was the note attached to the message:
I get this poem every winter & every winter I love re-reading it.
It's a beautiful poem and so well written.
A poem by Abigail Elizabeth McIntyre
SHIT ITS COLD
Wishing you all a wonderful week!
If you can't smell the roses,
play in the snow -
and if you can't play in the snow
you can always drink wine. ;-)