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.
Friday, August 16, 2013
Never, never stop learning and growing, even when it hurts like hell...
The cowwoman has been hung out and dried lately. This occasions angst. Angst occasions paintings with a whole lot of kinetic energy. I learned this new process from a weekend workshop. Couldn't get his style, though. This work is the result of many, many layers of paint, thinly applied and each layer sealed with a layer of acrylic varnish. I just love this piece. It is visual proof of the healing process I am experiencing in therapy. And my therapist wants to buy it! I don't know what "artful" is, but I think this is close to it. It is complicated, full of energy, a burst of creativity I didn't know I had in me. I just ordered 6 more cradled boards like this one to work on, and oeuvre # 2 is currently reposing on the board. I slap at it several times a day. It is taking its time revealing itself to me. This is okay. Probably I will begin another, then come back to it. It's really all just amazing fun, art.