Hi all y’all,
I have been wanting to connect with y’all on-line, but the universe has been conspiring against me. Maybe it is all this retrograde talk or maybe my blog was just not ready to be birthed.
Crows on a wire has been a difficult painting.
#1 I painted a tree without really knowing how to paint a tree, so I painted the tree 20 times before I was happy with it.
#2 The question occurred, “Why are the crows dressing up?”
#3 “Why are they all wearing random costumes?”
I don’t usually paint with massive amounts of detail. I usually know basically where the painting is going. I am trying to just remain open.
I am getting to know these quirky birds.
I have a million women inside of me wanting to be painted. I do not know how the crows took precedent.
I love how the background showed up in the roof.
I now know the crows are dressing for Mardi Gras.
The 2 black capes on a black bird were getting lost. I tried something new with the judge’s robe. I colored the robe with a black oil pastel. Then I melted the pastel with a heat gun. I like the feeling and the denseness. On the vampire’s cape, I streaked silver ink, let it dry and colored in with black oil pastel. I am going to paint with acrylics on top of all that.
Magnificent Maggie, who I am certain is going to be the next Rodrigue, told me something interesting.
She said, “Nena, there is one really, really important rule you need to know about painting.”
I replied, “What is that, Mag Pie?”
“The one really, really important rule is to Never quit painting until you are happy with it.”
Seriously, words to live by.
Unabashedly in love with life,
P. S. In my next blog you will see the finished Mardi Gras Crows, as well as a, hopefully, happy story about visiting Gaza Gaza.