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.
Thursday, September 20, 2012
My mess du jour...
I started out to do something esoteric and spare. It just got away from me! Is anyone surprised to know I absolutely LOVED fingerpainting as a kindergartener? Now, I pick up a palette knife, and it's off to the races. I don't worry any more whether it is art or not. It is if I say it is. And this is actually on canvas. I picked up a pad of canvas sheets, triple gessoed, at Blick to see if I liked it. And I do! I do!