Where Have All The Flowers Gone?, 9 x 12", oil on canvas
Day 30!!! ... where have all the flowers gone?
This has been an incredible experience. I thank all of you who have supported this challenge, especially my husband, Ned, who has been my photographer, "title" king and cheerleader!
This last day started very early, before 6am, and there were no flowers in our garden. I had one remaining — previously painted — canvas, set and ready to go...and I took a look around the studio, in the early moments of dawn and said..."OK, what shall I do today?" A self portrait came to mind, but I didn't have a mirror. Sort of hard to paint myself without a mirror....but look, out of the darkness in the corner, there appeared my three foot mirror, and it would be perfect!
As I painted on top of the once fruit-filled still life, I kept moving the palette knife around, getting the background in first, building the contours of my bony facial structure and attempted to move the paint as I saw the flow of my features. I noticed the green image within the painting and thought, "this is so strange, but these shapes are identical to my glasses." And I laughed, saying to myself, "I owe this one to the freedom of the moment, and these two greenies shall make me smile."
And, thankfully those greenies kept me going, because working in the early dawn of the day wasn't easy, and slowly but surely the light moved frequently...And if the shades fit, wear them!
Onward now to my next assignment, and I can tell you, "I am anxious to find my path."
Thank you again...
This has been an incredible experience. I thank all of you who have supported this challenge, especially my husband, Ned, who has been my photographer, "title" king and cheerleader!
This last day started very early, before 6am, and there were no flowers in our garden. I had one remaining — previously painted — canvas, set and ready to go...and I took a look around the studio, in the early moments of dawn and said..."OK, what shall I do today?" A self portrait came to mind, but I didn't have a mirror. Sort of hard to paint myself without a mirror....but look, out of the darkness in the corner, there appeared my three foot mirror, and it would be perfect!
As I painted on top of the once fruit-filled still life, I kept moving the palette knife around, getting the background in first, building the contours of my bony facial structure and attempted to move the paint as I saw the flow of my features. I noticed the green image within the painting and thought, "this is so strange, but these shapes are identical to my glasses." And I laughed, saying to myself, "I owe this one to the freedom of the moment, and these two greenies shall make me smile."
And, thankfully those greenies kept me going, because working in the early dawn of the day wasn't easy, and slowly but surely the light moved frequently...And if the shades fit, wear them!
Onward now to my next assignment, and I can tell you, "I am anxious to find my path."
Thank you again...
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