“The key to change…is to let go of fear.” Rosanne Cash
I recently made a resolution (Danger, Will Robinson) to use up the different paints I’ve acquired in my art studio over the years. Some of them looked interesting, so I purchased them.
One of the interesting paints I acquired/bought is the liquid watercolor that’s used in airbrush painting. No, I wasn’t going to start airbrushing my work. Me and compressed air and paint sounded too much like a recipe for mayhem. Instead, I chose a few colors the other evening, selected a stretched canvas, and picked up a sponge brush.
I poured, I spread, I dabbed. In the end I’d created something that I call Burst, or Sun Burst, or Purple and Other Colors, or Fred.
I seem to have the most fun in my art studio when I ask the question, “What would happen if…?” Lately I’ve been asking that question a lot. It began after I came back from a trip to New York. A rainy day caused us to spend 6 hours in the Metropolitan Museum of Art. I wandered.
During my wanderings I saw chubby virgins with chubby infants looking beatific, amazing statues, Campbell’s tomato soup, a wide streak of orange paint on a huge canvas, compositions that can only be described as surreal, and anything else your mind can envision. I came to the conclusion that there is no right and wrong, but only styles and preferences that change over time.
That trip and that particular day inspired me. Now, almost every day, I’m spending many hours in my studio. I’m not working to do it right. I simply keep asking the question, “What would happen if…?” That might be a good question to ask about a lot of things in life.
Loveya – The Grandma
Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.