A small canvas I started months ago is finished. I think. To be sure, I'll live with it for awhile before an official date and signature is scratched on lower right corner. This past week I painted transparent 'windows' and placed collage material (another layer of windows and trees) over the paint and changed the arrangement and changed it again, got opinions from family - and then used glue.
The painting started during a time of transition - a time when the stretch or extension of boundaries was necessary - the circle (the stretch) was the first shape. Text of quotes, conversations, emotions, and thoughts were added in a way unclear to those who like to 'read' words in a traditional manner. Layers of color followed and more text. Windows and trees - a personal standard & connection - pushed the work to where it is now.
"If only we could see a little farther than our knowledge reaches and a little beyond the borders of our intuition, we might perhaps bear our sorrows more trustingly than we do our joys. For they are the moments when something new enters us, something unknown." Rilke
My family acquired a work of art over the weekend, created by my father-in-law. He placed his work of art in a fundraiser auction. My husband bid on his dad's small sculpture until it was ours. Once home, there it was - an interesting connection.
2 comments:
Very nice! I love the connection. It's very you!
Love it! How beautiful and perhaps serendipitous?
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