It always amazes me how simplistic or even accidental art can often be the most direct or thought provoking, moody, or remarkable.
I’m not suggesting that my new piece is any of these things whether just getting started or finishing up the composition. But I do think that there are some things that we can’t anticipate that can bring us joy, sorrow, or evoke an emotion that perhaps we didn’t see coming.
I spent some time today at the easel, putting down the underpainting then looking at creating the initial foundation for my next piece. I was prepped to do a straight-up abstract but what seems to be happening here on my canvas is a deep thicket of scrub pines with a rising moon providing backlighting. You see it?
Of course, this could be the internal me telling the external me that I am indeed ready for autumn. Then again, I could just be seeing things after six cups of coffee ingested in a brief period of time. Ugh. I wish my husband didn’t make such great coffee.
Stay tuned for some color tomorrow…