Taking The Long Way Home

The final module of the art class I took this summer asked us to paint a series. I decided to do something I to hang in my new woman cave when we get to Saskatchewan.

First step: choose a palette to work with. I picked a limited palette of phthalo turquoise, Naples yellow, cobalt blue (used verrry sparingly), mars black, and titanium white. Cadmium orange is the complimentary “pop” colour.

I’ve been playing with these four paintings for the past couple of months as they’ve morphed and changed into where they ended up—a far cry from where they started. Are they finished? I think so. I’m happy with them. I’m calling the series Taking The Long Way Home.

Regardless, I’m moving on to the finishing steps of applying glaze and varnish and framing, and playing with other colours to decide on new palette for a new work that I probably won’t do much with until after we move.

It’s a pain having to constantly have to put stuff away and pull it all back out again to work around house showings. Thinking I’ll just dabble and play for the rest of the time we have here and dig into another series once we’re home in Moose Jaw. We’ll see.

So, moving onto something completely different (but related, in a sense), what joy sparkers have caught your attention lately?

For me, it was watching my almost-14-year-old Yorkie, Maya, play with her stuffed rabbit like she was a puppy again.

And the colours of autumn leaves.

The single star I see through the window of my den every morning that greets me like an old friend.

Wrapping my hands around a warm mug of chili chocolate chai tea.

Sitting barefoot out on the back patio with Gerry—incredibly, it’s still warm enough to do that!

Simple things. Homey things.

How about you?

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I’m a writer, reader, and creative. I thought by now I’d have things figured out, but I keep coming up with more questions. I think that’s okay. I’m here most mornings pondering ordinary things.
2 comments
  1. I love those pieces! I wonder how you would describe each one? I see things, but not sure that’s what you see, but then maybe that’s the point.. we all interpret differently.
    A joy sparker for me yesterday was pushing my grandson around in a wheelbarrow loaded with autumn leaves for the garden. Just fun to be together!

    1. Thanks, Aneta! Your joy sparker sounds absolutely perfect!

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