Daily Painting

Enjoy The Ride

Here's to a warm, bright, happy 2012.  (We had a great time taking the bus, train and T to the Boston Museum of Science this week.)  

Little Bird

Catie and Brehnin

Oil on canvas, 9"x12".

Moroccan Cityscape

Pencil, watercolor and ballpoint pen.

Yesterday's Moon

Yesterday's moon (in that cute little sketchbook), watercolor and pencil.

Pocket Sketchbook

This little watercolor sketchbook is an inviting size this week with Captain Spectacular out of school for vacation.

New Moon

Labyrinth

My family was invited to a beautiful winter solstice and 50th birthday celebration last night.  This labyrinth of luminaria and the loving people gathered to celebrate helps make sense of the chaos and darkness.

Miracle Shmiracle

Who am I kidding with that last post?  The moment I clicked "publish" I could hear myself challenging others to take responsibility for not just the bad stuff in their lives but the GOOD as well.  Indeed it was I who made the glorious painting moment happen; I created the studio space, bought the paint, set up the taboret.  Even I bought that lime (on a late night grocery run for holiday party muffin ingredients I specifically made for the produce isle determined to hook up with a gorgeous something).  My delicious studio moment was no mystery but instead the direct result of intention and perseverance and I accept full credit.

The painting above is a watercolor inspired by a home in Moroccan Interiors, a beautiful book by Lisa Lovatt-Smith.

Miraculous

And suddenly there I am, in the sun, painting, listening to Luciano Pavorotti and Joan Sutherland sing La Traviata while the most beautiful lime in the history of the world sits patiently for me.  Not perseverating, not fretting, not baking for Holiday parties, not fixing things or worrying or running errands just lost in paint:  What color is that reflection?  At what moment does the lime appear darker than the background?  At what moment does it become brighter?  Is there an inbetween?  What is the color of the penumbra, what is happening where shadow stops and light begins?  Such glorious questions.  The paint so satisfyingluy sensuous. I'm not sure how I got there and I'm not sure when I'll be back but thank you.