I am once again, taking part in a new paint challenge for a few reasons. I think it will help get me back into the studio, daily...thinking about painting and actually painting as I have hit a few walls of late. Also it brings me right back to my blog which I some times think about writing also more regularly. So with that, I believe there is always room and time for new beginnings.
This first day of the year also found me drawing my fourteen year old beagle, Maggie. Just fast sketches of her, which I enjoy doing, both of her and in general. I love to do fast line drawings comprised of much mark making to get to the essence of my subject. My girl is aging visibly with her little white face and weight loss, and not so obvious is her deafness, weak hips, and confusion. But she still loves to beg, eat, and nap with an occasional run, with her bad hips to the door or kitchen to eat.
Well I did it! For thirty straight days I showed up in my studio and worked. It was difficult in many ways but I learned a lot about myself and my process over the course of the month. I hope to continue daily but begin to work on larger things at my pace which is not necessarily a painting a day. I still get hung up on subject matter and that is OK. For now as I am in the transitioning phase of my life and all I want to do is paint or draw my husband in some form. It is all I have of him though I know I really don't 'have' him but it works for now. I also know my work and I as an artist is still developing. I saw that the more invested emotionally with the subject matter the more involved I became in the work. Took my time and made it to that place where nothing matters but what is in front of me. Although in some of the work I did very quickly but also was invested in the subject. It has been very interesting. I saw the difference in the different pieces. So it has been a profitable month for me in what I have learned.
I will post both of today' s work on here. The painting, another non-representational one, will go to Leslie's website for the challenge. I feel like I blended my grief and my work this month so I drew Richard today and I will post it here. I hope this daily posting will continue as I have enjoyed writing on my blog again. Some of my gadgets are missing and not sure why but didn't want to fool around with the blog mechanics until the challenge was finished for fear that I would loose everything. Feel like I am writing to myself here but I am getting use to that...a solitary figure. Not liking it either. Miss my husband every minute of the day. There is little rest from it.
I really enjoy abstract or non-representational art. It is an area of painting I am interested in exploring, learning the language if you will, and experimenting more with. So today as I prepped a small board I started to just paint with no objective other than paint, step back, and go back in to either scrape paint off or add more. I like where it was starting to go.
I take a lot of photos for different reasons but as I wrote earlier this week my dog, Maggie has been diagnosed with Horner's Syndrome and not much for me to do but pay the vet bill that is now on my credit card and watch her. But the eye seemingly looking smaller and peering in the opposite direction from her other eye is beginning to grow on me. She has this endearing look now that I can not resist. She is twelve and has some arthritis issues which just adds to her look and posture. This drawing and some studio cleaning was in order. Drawing is right up there with painting for me. I can easily get lost for hours in either.
Three to go...I am not counting or anything. I liked this better when I had less on the canvas but the gesture is there, the essence of what attracted me to this photo of Richard and I. I will probably go back into this one or start over but of course for the challenge I do not have the time. So this is it.
Much was unspoken at this point. So much left unsaid. So much I wish I could tell him today, face to face.
Today a simple ordinary fall pumpkin. No explanation other than maybe I use to love fall and pumpkins but since Richard died on the cusp of Fall I now have an aversion to it. But for todays purposes...