Ok, I goofed on publishing this. Blame it on brain fog. I’m trying to do it again and get it right this time!
She was painted a few years ago.
There are many female figures in the final painting; small children, those who sleep, dancing sirens, shredded flesh, living waters. And vivid color.
This painting began with a breast I decided to conceal. Watercolor, by it’s very nature, is unpredictable. One of the many reasons why I love it!
I am thinking perhaps to sell this painting.
It is 22X30, on cold-pressed Arches 140£ watercolor paper.
If you are interested, please leave me a comment or email me by clicking the link. Thank you.
Brave Enough to Be Unsure
Becoming intimate with the queasy feeling of being in the middle of nowhere only makes our hearts more tender. . . .
By not knowing, not hoping to know, and not acting like we know what’s happening, we begin to access our inner strength.
“The In-between State”
I’ve been feeling dreadful, plagued with asthma, duodenal ulcers, CFS/ME and MCS. It is hard to keep up my front and I often stumble.
Eventually I come to a place of acceptance and allow myself to rest, eat decently and try to get all these pills down.
Hoping for better health with the warmth of my morning sun bath!
And I met the nicest doctor today given my doctor of decades sailed quite literally, into the sunset. Bless him, I wish him well and shall miss him. Life is full of change… I have learned, quite slowly, to embrace it.
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