I was feeling a little under the weather today, so I didn’t get much done in the studio. I’m sure tomorrow will be a much better day.
Moon Child – 9 X 10 – Combined Mixed Media
“There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.” – George Carlin
“The moon, like a flower in heaven’s bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.” – William Blake
Spent most of the afternoon working on the painting below, using a texture stamp I made on the background and the face.
I found this process adds interesting detail to the overall look of the painting. Hopefully, I can find some time to work on it over the weekend.
The Morrigan – Combined Mixed Media 11X 14
Close up of the face
What a beautiful morning, the weather will be perfect for working outside. I plan on starting with our herb garden which really needs weeding and pruning the roses in the backyard.
I love gardening and the way it connects us with nature. We always have scrub jays, squirrels, and varying birds visiting our backyard, although for a couple of years I’ve noticed fewer songbirds. At least our lovely mourning dove is back, this morning I heard it cooing just before dawn.
Life is full of mystery and unanswered questions. Related to this I heard the following question asked recently; If you were watching a movie of your life, would you like what you see?
I sat with this question for awhile and thought about how our daily rituals, interactions with others, thought processes, and attitudes have so much impact on the way we live our lives, along with our cultural heritage and life lessons.
What would your movie look like? What would one day look like under the all seeing eye of the camera lens?
This gives a whole new meaning to the phrase”Know thyself”!
This morning I woke up to grey skies and a chill in the air, so it took me awhile to get going with my day.
Of course, I ended up puttering around and not getting much of anything done except for some household chores.
“This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere: the dew is never all dried at once: a shower is forever falling, vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in turn, as the round earth rolls.” – John Muir