TO LAUGH LIKE A BROOK AS IT TRIPS AND FALLS OVER STONES ON ITS WAY..
May you find reasons to have a good laugh today...xo
KARLENE BLAND FINE ART |
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When I finished this painting, the song from The Sound of Music keeps coming to mind...
TO LAUGH LIKE A BROOK AS IT TRIPS AND FALLS OVER STONES ON ITS WAY.. May you find reasons to have a good laugh today...xo
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This is definitely one of those paintings where I stood before the scene which I loved but had so many areas to tackle: perspective, light and shadow, etc
And during the whole time, there were 2 boys, around 9-10 years old playing road hockey behind me. ( Prayer: Please don't hit me on the head with a great shot!) I didn't know little boys gossip ! But I thought how nice it was for these little friends to just hit the ball around, empathise with each other on various insecurities they had and catching up on which boy was calling which girl! NO, I wasn't eavesdropping! A painter just has to take in the sights, smells and sounds of her surroundings..... ALL LIFE IS AN EXPERIMENT. THE MORE EXPERIMENTS YOU MAKE THE BETTER.-Ralph Waldo Emerson
So here I am experimenting with colors...maybe shouldn't be doing so with all of them at once. But I am in one of those wild moods to thrash my colors on the canvas. Better to to do it on a canvas than somewhere else, wouldn't you say, where it can land you in hot water....ahh, paint is therapeutic. There was another painting to be had in this new place I had discovered a few days back when I swung my tail over 180 degrees to face the other direction....
Was that a whisper of the wind Or was that a brush of your gentle hand upon my shoulder To remind me that you are here with me tonight The image of your face is slowly fading As I had wilfully blocked you out For your image just brought me too many tears But now I am scared you're too diminished And I don't want your light extinguished forever From within the depths of my inner being But know I love you forever, Dad When I sat beside your bed You seemed unconscious and unresponding I held your arm and I kissed your hand You reached out and stroke my hair That's when I knew you love me But was too tired to utter the words So, I had to reassure you that you could let go And now, I feel bad that I had told you so Before Mom was ready ..she said I should't have ... Tell me you're ok where u are and it's where you want to be That's the only way I am going to feel better.... — My curiosity led me to go further along from where I've been before and I was rewarded with a new vista. YES!
As I listened to the waves lapping against the shoreline, so I sensed your heart beating in syn with mine.... What was I drinking when I painted my last Titanic? I saw psychedelic colors bursting and thrashing out of the heavens...
Today, I have descended from cloud 99 and have my feet back firmly on the ground. This is what my Titanic is like closer to reality. I think my inner being was wanting to venture out to walk a little more on the wild side in real life..my son with the free spirit is always saying I am a little too cautious and therefore boring. Do I listen? I may be feeling a little paradigm shift... Now and again, the Suncor tanker comes in and docks near its refinery shoreline. It looms large when you view it from the beach.
I love it: I have a romantic notion about it that it is my Titanic that's come in.... JEWEL OF A NITE Seeing that it was a beautiful, sunny day yesterday, I decided to go out at 7pm to see how nature would end the day. Shaking like I had one of those vibrating slimming belts on (which I am sure don't work) , I made the fastest painting I could. Well worth it as I must have burnt a few more calories just from the shivering. May you dear friends have yet another Glorious Day! xo The more I paint, the more I realise I know squat about painting...sigh, gimme enough time in this lifetime and into the next, dear God. |
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