Yesterday I decided to play in paint. I think I’m a creative person, I do after all paint pictures with words, all authors do, we paint a scene, a land of fantasy for those reading, I can take some good pictures, and even once in a while some great ones. Others say I’m a photographer, for that I’m thankful, I certainly see things differently from most, my ‘beauty’ is not stream line that’s for sure. ~smiles~
Once in a blue moon, I will get the urge to play in paint. And playing is truly what it is, I have no skill, no teaching, and can’t draw a person or thing at all, my playing is just putting the paint on the canvas and seeing what happens, like yesterday, I gathered my art supplies, had to go out and buy some, and blew a layer of dust of others ~giggles~ and set to work, I asked the paint, and yes, you’re probably thinking I’m pretty silly at this point, and maybe you’re right, but I asked just the same- that the paint guide my hand, and let it go where it wanted, watched as the paint became alive, and the abstract art of my soul came to life.
I have included some pictures here. I want to give a special shout out to my friend and amazing artist Nick Rose I envy his talent, he has the ability to make paint not only sing, but dance and play the guitar ~giggles~ he is a true master. I am mentioning him today because in a recent conversation we had, he told me that painting is about passion, and well, I have plenty of that-passion that is, I
truly adore life and everything about it…okay so NOT everything, I could live without the misquotes the size of bats when I’m visiting my sister in Muskoka ~giggles~ THANKS Nick, for telling me that- I hope you like what passion created yesterday.
Sending love on the wings of the wind