I've been suffering from painter's block. For a VERY LONG TIME.
Not to confuse you ~ I don't have a problem slapping some paint onto an old chair, or spray painting a "roadkill rescue" endtable. I love that stuff. How could you go wrong? You're taking something old and tired, or even better - free, and breathing new life into it. That's not the type of painting that's been evading me.
Every now and then I'm able to pick up a pencil and sketch something. Nothing extravagant...just something that has caught my eye.
But today I was determined to get out a canvas and paints and actually create some ART. So I spent about an hour locating all of my painting supplies. At least another hour went by with me staring at a blank canvas. Just. Staring. Blankly. Finally I began sketching onto my canvas.
AND PAINTING...
First the backgrounds...
Next working on some of the details...
And tomorrow maybe I can do the finishing touches.
It still needs a lot of cleaning up. More shadows, highlights and some "sharpening" of lines and details. There are quite a few items that need to be tweaked until they're just right.
BUT,
I painted today!!!
Paints were squeezed into the indents of my lonely old pallet,
Colors were mixed and mingled,
Brushes caressed canvas,
Tears and laughter made an appearance,
An image took shape.
This canvas may not become a masterpiece. It may never hang in anyone's home other than my own. It's doubtful Museums will ever bid on it at Sothebys.
Do you see that cute little puppy in the picture? That's our Sadie when she was just a couple of months old. And that little boy? That's my son, Alex, at the age of three. He came home from a visit with his grandma to find he had a puppy waiting! He would sit with his arm around her and tell her all kinds of things. Things a little boy tells his best friend. And, to top it off I was able to get past my fear of painting. I dove in today...okay...I may have stood on the edge of the board a little too long and needed some coaxing from a friend, but I PAINTED.
When it's done I'll post a picture of it hanging in our home...those museums will be so jealous!
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Not to confuse you ~ I don't have a problem slapping some paint onto an old chair, or spray painting a "roadkill rescue" endtable. I love that stuff. How could you go wrong? You're taking something old and tired, or even better - free, and breathing new life into it. That's not the type of painting that's been evading me.
Every now and then I'm able to pick up a pencil and sketch something. Nothing extravagant...just something that has caught my eye.
But today I was determined to get out a canvas and paints and actually create some ART. So I spent about an hour locating all of my painting supplies. At least another hour went by with me staring at a blank canvas. Just. Staring. Blankly. Finally I began sketching onto my canvas.
AND PAINTING...
And tomorrow maybe I can do the finishing touches.
It still needs a lot of cleaning up. More shadows, highlights and some "sharpening" of lines and details. There are quite a few items that need to be tweaked until they're just right.
BUT,
I painted today!!!
Paints were squeezed into the indents of my lonely old pallet,
Colors were mixed and mingled,
Brushes caressed canvas,
Tears and laughter made an appearance,
An image took shape.
This canvas may not become a masterpiece. It may never hang in anyone's home other than my own. It's doubtful Museums will ever bid on it at Sothebys.
Do you see that cute little puppy in the picture? That's our Sadie when she was just a couple of months old. And that little boy? That's my son, Alex, at the age of three. He came home from a visit with his grandma to find he had a puppy waiting! He would sit with his arm around her and tell her all kinds of things. Things a little boy tells his best friend. And, to top it off I was able to get past my fear of painting. I dove in today...okay...I may have stood on the edge of the board a little too long and needed some coaxing from a friend, but I PAINTED.
When it's done I'll post a picture of it hanging in our home...those museums will be so jealous!
Sherry
