……. I wonder why I still paint. Why I keep all these art supplies. Why do I need such a big studio. It could all be done on my iPad.
Starting on the shelves under my desk, the abundance is embarrassing. Palettes, canvasses (I rarely paint in acrylics, let alone oils?) But there they sit, enticing me with the possibility that the next best painting could be on that palette, or will show up on that canvass. The studio is encircled with storage cabinets filled with supplies, books, stencils, card making supplies, old sketchbooks, stacked framed paintings. It’s a big room….it holds a lot of creativity.
While we’re at it, let’s look at the paintings themselves. First they go to the line….a wire clothes line with clips that hold my latest endeavors. Recently I saw another artist’s version of the line. The paintings looked similar, the style familiar and consistent. My latest foray into expanding my palette has resulted in an interesting mix on the line. (Did I really paint that horse with the orange background?) When I painted with a four color palette, they had a consistency. But I’ve thrown that to the universe, in my latest playing episode.
When I get tired of looking at them on the line, they head to the bins. One bin for the larger paintings, one bin for the smaller. Occasionally I will flip through these, usually in need of raiding a mat for something I’ve sold or promised to a friend. (We all know how much I hate to cut mats.) #
Occasionally, when the bins get too full, I go through them and decide the painting is pointless. At this point I usually cut it into 4″ x 6″ sizes and use the back to paint greeting card paintings. They go in a drawer. Out of my way and out of sight until I need to rifle through and pick one for a happy or sad occasion.
At this point in my life, these are, frankly, my favorite art form. They are quick and fun. I pick subjects from the Paint My Photo Site, or from my own photos, that don’t need to be major undertakings. I can experiment, play with that new palette, and they eventually leave the house, hopefully brightening someone’s mailbox.
You know I can’t stop. It’s just something I have to do. But every once in a while…..
“Did You Art Today?”