...and I've been all over the place. But really, when am I not? I'm learning to embrace the fact that chaos is a part of who I am; it's how my life always has been and likely always will be. The best that I can do is to make something ,beautiful of all the mess.
Just a doodle, really. It began as me practicing drawing faces in ink without a reference, and my brain took over from there. I like the suffusion of different colors that sort of dance together around the figure.
Treading Water
12" x 16"
Acrylic on Canvas
12" x 16"
Acrylic on Canvas
In the moment of this piece's conception, I remember feeling as though I needed to do something. So, I said to myself, paint. It had been probably over a month since I had last painted then, and this is the last painting I've done since. I think it's clear from the composition and the title what this piece was to me... an outpouring, a purging of all the emotions and thoughts that had been drowning me. That being said, it makes me very happy to look at this now, so much so that it has earned a temporary spot on my bedroom wall. It reminds me that my work is not only about what I can do to a sheet of paper or a piece of canvas, it is also about what that action does to heal me.
More practice in ink figure drawing... and also in oil pastels, since I haven't really used them much since high school. They are terribly messy. Or rather, more accurately, I am terribly messy and such a medium only exasperates this issue. I'm not sure how I feel about this drawing, honestly. I'm not crazy about the girl or the background separately, but I like the way it looks all together. I don't know.
I pinky swear there will be more work to come soon.
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