Sixty-something woman shares ruminations as she plys the latter third of her life with the caveat that age entitles her to be absolutely outrageous whenever possible.
"We Three"
Friday, June 08, 2012
Quality problems...
I sold these two paintings. Well, surprise. I AM a professional artist now. I am SUPPOSED to sell my work. Still, it is like giving up children for adoption. This first thing I notice is wonder that I did them at all. That is, of course, because I didn't. I just channeled that God-given ability, kept pecking away, till all that was there was what Spirit wanted to be there. It is a magical thing, being an artist. I live in perpetual wonder. And I will miss these guys. They were seminal paintings for me. I used to just do cows, because no one really knows what a cow looks like. But everyone thinks they have a horse's aspect down, and if there is even a tiny deviation from that image, I am sunk. Big leap of faith to do these at all. Time to do a whole bunch more. They seem to be the ticket for more $$$ to buy more frames to make more paintings to fill them. Busy, busy life I have. Wondrous, too.
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