green countryside ~ watercolour ~ 2004 me in my office... studio pic - oop, no green here...but there's my drafting table...yes, i spotted green, my coffee mug and hooker's green paint (love it)...i did say i was crazy about green? Logan's 'New York City'...from first grade art show! (bridge, water & shoreline)... Alex's 'Picasso Me' from 3rd grade art show! (yet titled Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus and it resembles the Grinch- also green in colour... (she wasn't happy with that comment)...;) what else? me in half... WIP texture texture texture
again a hodge podge of pics...it's been a busy week and yet hardly a moment for painting. hence, the WIP (work-in-progress.) i swear that should be my middle name. somehow this turned into a 'green' post. green is my favourite colour and also seems to be a colour that my kids like. a wish for all of you to have a fabulous weekend. i am visiting family out of town, so i knew i wouldn't be able to post. do enjoy this last day of july and may august bring tons of fun & happiness...
This was a poem written in early 2009 for my friend Conn, in thanks for his beautiful poem, 'Calli’s Song' that he so beautifully created for me. This was my humble thanks, though it could not compare.
If you’ve not yet read 'Calli’s Song' and you would enjoy doing so, please find it a few posts down below. image source: Feels_like_forever_by_Yassser84 on deviantart ~location: Dalky, Ireland
our story has not yet been told or perhaps, it’s been told a thousand times?
in ancient civilizations in different realms
across a roman landscape or within a highland song
on the island of crete or in mesopotamian times through legends of gods and goddesses or amidst drawings hidden in grecian urns
through unknown portals gateways and galaxies divine
among ancient ruins or within the egyptian pyramids in shallow graves made of masonry stone
whispered on the winds or upon humanity’s collective breath
or traveled the constellations one by one or adrift among the clouds
in lakes, streams and rivers or in sand grains scattered about the sahara and mohave through the red rocks of the western territories
via the trans siberian railway
over the swiss alps within the fruit of the world’s grape vines
perhaps our likeness has been painted by the great painters of past or written by shakespeare himself
perhaps it is just you and me this here this now and this is our story.
A vast greyness is all that can be seen The slightest sheen remains Though thread bare with tiny tears and wear
To go from love to bliss To sadness back to love To bliss Back to sadness Then to loneliness
To go from feeling loved cherished and understood
To feeling unloved Uncherished, misunderstood
To go from desire To despair
To go from near perfection To near ugliness
To go from an attentive heart To a heart that has somehow forgotten
To go from feeling a princess a beauty To orphan annie
To go from a quickened pulse To no discernable pulse at all
To go from open loving all-knowing conversation To riddles and rhymes Speaking in tongues Secret codes, foreign languages foreign to us Unknowable meanings hidden
I've had this concept for a painting for a long time now. I did one a few years ago and decided to come back to this idea. My intention was/is to have this be a self-portrait with one (me) facing ahead and the other facing back. In other words, one me looking forward to a beautiful future and maybe a sadder version slightly looking back at her past. I had the best of intentions and it is not an easy thing to paint one's own likeness, especially two in one, at least not for me. I changed the one on the right's eyes 3 separate times, never fully satisfied. But here she is...she/her/they are not completed and I am not giving up. This one will be 'fraternal twins' or 'sisters' or 'sisters of the soul' (inspired by Laura :)
Actually I prefer the 'chin version' all by itself. Think I'll be painting more of those in the future. I love to see a partial face, hence my obsession with half-faces. I will just keep on trying with a fresh new canvas after this one.
Striving for perfection? never! Striving for the best ME I can be...
an empowering quote from my home page on my art web site:
"Woman is born to create... in creating she becomes herself, accomplishes her destiny. Her whole life is only an initiation into creative power. To create is not merely to produce a work... it is to give of ones own individuality." ~ Jeanne de Vietinghoff
green countryside ~ watercolour ~ 2004
me in my office...
studio pic - oop, no green here...but there's my drafting table...yes, i spotted green, my coffee mug and hooker's green paint (love it)...i did say i was crazy about green?
Logan's 'New York City'...from first grade art show! (bridge, water & shoreline)...
Alex's 'Picasso Me' from 3rd grade art show! (yet titled Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus and it resembles the Grinch- also green in colour... (she wasn't happy with that comment)...;).JPG)
what else? me in half...
WIP
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