These dark days make for short days. I live for the light and as I age I find I need the light to see what I am doing. But this wasn't what I thought I was going to write about here when I finally have some uncharted time to post again. December is always busy with special requests for gifts and there are always at least 2 women who call because they have lost a special scarf--their favorite, made by me years ago. Can I make another just like it? But when I start asking questions about what in particular they liked about that one, I come to realize they can't even really tell me what it looked like. It is a gamble. I have one drying now on the table which looks like it might work, but wet is different than dry, steamed, washed...so many changes might take place...a gamble.
The above detail is a flipped piece of the painting, Nesting, 12x12, oil/beeswax/copal on canvas which is dated 2006. It was returned to me this morning in a change out of some paintings in Blinking Light Gallery. I was really pleased how much I liked this painting when I took it out of the bag. When the babies come home, different emotions come up...some more pleasant than others. This season is about Nesting, so I happily relate to this painting today.
The sketchbook keeps growing...it is spatial problem solving on many levels. Sorry for the flash glare...that lack of light problem comes up again.
At the studio I am using acrylics again. I have a student who comes weekly. As she is using acrylics, I allowed myself to buy a few new colors and fresh tubes....what fun! They do dry fast and work on paper. I am making some artists trading cards, 2.5x3.5...tiny. A challenge. I did one big paper piece which will be torn and reassembled....or so I think, but I will look upon it again tomorrow when I unlock that studio door. Exciting!
New growth happening before our eyes at the kitchen table.