Is there any true freedom that is not brazen somehow?
So, I’m still painting and preparing for the RAW artists show which is this Wednesday. This is a sneak peak at one new piece completed for that show this week. Those attending the show will be the first to see the painting in it’s entirety. A world premiere as it were. I’m going to be giving away some prizes to attendees too. Just trying something different.
Carried away and not to be seen for several days. Upon return, my senses are a bit obscured by the sweet aroma of magic.
A friend reminded me that even if I fall off the daily habit of posting an image, I can yet begin again. Every day, just begin again.
A quick pencil portrait done on collegiate ruled binder paper in 1970. A poem from the Daily Napkin. It feels like some kind completion somehow. I could not discard the drawing all those years. Now it can rest.
The sculptures in my masters thesis show were like this – assemblages of various thoughts and experiences, textures and approaches. This sketch was from that time too – or earlier or later, I don’t recall. To me any day in my life is like that – a little of this and little of that. I thought this a bit bright and cheerful for a bright and cheerful day.
Today’s image is a digital rehash of one of my paintings – layered and enhanced. I started to post my Daily Napkin, and it seemed like it needed an illustration (They usually would benefit from an image, in my opinion, however, I don’t always have time). I started mining my scanned images and photographs to create the perfect image, when I was reminded of this one (Called Moondancer). I think it bears repeating.
