abstracts, strawberries and Virginia Woolf

I was all over the place yesterday.

You know those days when you're not sure

what kind of a mood you're in,

or rather, what kind of painting

you feel like doing, if any?

Yeah, that kind of a day.

So i have these little 4" x 6" cardboards that i use...

this is acrylic on the little card.

Looks like winter.

Yuck.

Then i jumped to this little watercolor on cardboard.

Not sure what it is, but it's titled REACH.

That much i know. 

Then i took a lovely little break with these...

and with Virginia Woolf.

(strawberries always make it a brighter day!)

Then i jumped to this collage.

See? I told you i was all over the place.

Maybe i have multiple personality disorder?

giggle.

All of this only accounts for about 1.5 hours in my day.

90 minutes in a day.

They're no masterpieces,

but the important thing is

i played.

At least it's important to me.

So today is a day of catching up

and running errands

and finishing projects,

but before i do this

i'm going for a nice walk

in the morning sun.

Priorities.

;-)

ocean angel

Silence is a source of great strength. 

Lao Tzu

This morning's little sketch...

today feels melancholic to me.

A melancholic Monday.

I went for an early morning walk on the beach this morning,

and when i came back, i wrote this

in my little journal.

Life is ebb and flow.

It's about learning

when to hold on

and when to let go.

Like the turning of the tides

it comes and goes

in constant transformation.

There are days

where i have the strength

of an ox

and days where i am like

a butterfly in the wind.

On days when i am called

to have strength of steel

i go within

and imagine myself

as the ocean

capable of swallowing shores

and soothing spirits.

My heart pulses

and i become rhythm.

Back and forth,

the ticking of a clock

the breathing in and out

the breaking of waves on the shore

the singing of birds

the leaves in the wind

the footsteps in the sand

the blood in my veins...

i become one with the ocean

and there,

i find my voice.

I hope you all find some time today

to connect with what's important to you

and find your own voice.

xoxo

EMERGE and white wings...

Well, here it is. Done.

At least i think it's done.

I sometimes have to sit with it 

for a few days before i decide.

Not sure about the title...

EMERGE keeps coming to mind.

I just looked up a definition that reads:

Sea mammals must emerge periodically to breathe.

Yeah, sounds about right these days.

My apologies for the crappy photos.

Last night's painting is basically a "paint over".

(what you see here is already painted over)

I had done a painting a few years back

and hated it.

Every time i saw the painting in my studio,

i wanted to paint over it.

So i finally did,

and this one sits with me

far more comfortably than the other one did.

a few earthy, neutral colors...

and this little being was born.

I think this is the first time i've ever painted

in such neutral colors.

At least on canvas.

Maybe i just felt totally colored out

after EMERGE

and needed to get back to basics...

back to a more pure nakedness.

xoxo