Sunday, June 26, 2011
Saturday, June 25, 2011
This painting has been stuck in the the stacks for many weeks. I put it in the studio and there it sat for more than a week. Although I have not been working, I have a habit of just going in several times a day...and finally, I knew what has been bothering me... I picked up some oil pastels, something I seldom use because it made with paraffin, but I touched up some details on the face, skirt and flowers. Can you see the differences between the first one, below and the above one?
Friday, June 24, 2011
|Here is the culprit. Even though I ended up hurt, the young grape vine is fine.|
|We haven't seen clouds and rain in many months. Finally the rains started. Last night the lighting and thunder "lulled" me to sleep.||This morning I mopped up the flood of water in the living room.|
In the middle of the last workshop, I tripped over the grape vine on my terrace and fell on my shoulder. Nothing broken, but I was not able to lift my right arm for about 10 days and still haven't been brave enough to start some new paintings. I hardly know what to do with myself. O.K, I am studying more Spanish and trying to figure out my fan page on Face Book ---that one gives me a headache, but I hardly know who I am without creating art.
|The tile floor was easy to mop this morning. Just used a bunch of towels.|
Sunday, June 12, 2011
Friday, June 10, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
|Traditional Michoacan dancers|
I go up to the terrace early each day to water my plants and vegetables and this flower greeted me this morning. The bloom is on a rather ugly succulent that produces these big blossoms at night, for only one night and if I get to the terrace early enough, I am blessed with this fleeting beauty.
I have lived in San Miguel de Allende almost 7 years and I continue to love Mexico, the color, the traditions and the people.
Monday, June 6, 2011
This 22" x 36" painting had many lives over the past few weeks. I applied more and more encaustic paint, more collage, lots of clear medium and it still wasn't working. Yesterday, I decided to scrape off the whole thing while it was still hot. The first slashing scrapes started to reveal some of the uncountable layers underneath. I felt it was becoming interesting, so I continued cutting into it until I saw a rhythm of patterns. It certainly isn't a part of the Soul Whispers series, it reminds me of a De Kooning or Basquiat.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
|"Contrasts", encaustic, oil, ink on board.|
This town is only 2 hours from San Miguel, but the energy was quite different. I loved that the entire center was closed to traffic and the quiet and beauty was palpable. We were there for the wine and cheese festival. I had a bit too much champagne, but it was such a treat... lots of water before I went to bed and all was well in the morning.