My six-sided painting. I was pretty excited to find this canvas. I knew immediately that I wanted to do a space painting on this. Once I felt ready, I painted the canvas black. The picture above shows it all prepared and ready.
My first layer:
It’s hard not to block a painting in like this and not absolutely hate it and fear that it’s been messed up. But, the painting must continue.
Here’s the next layer:
Now we’re getting some of the misty cloudiness into the piece.
In the next layer, the stars start to shine:
More layers come next, more stars, and adding some of the black of space back in. Finally we end up with this:
There was a point at which I really messed everything up. I didn’t grab my phone to take a picture though; I knew my paint was drying quickly. That probably returned the fun to this painting. I’d started to take it too seriously and quit having fun with it. In causing a catastrophe on the canvas and knowing I had little time to fix it, I had to attack it with courage and release everything. Believe me, at the time I really wasn’t sure I’d be saving it. It was extremely hard to release the fear. Words make it sound so easy, but at the time it was horrible. I instantly projected myself into the future where I had to paint the canvas black once more to restart and regretted the past where I wished I hadn’t touched it so much. I was everywhere but the present.
Grounding yourself with courage puts you firmly in the moment. There’s an obstacle that must be overcome and only by stepping forward can this obstacle be hurdled.
This painting could have easily gone the other way where I did have to go through the future of repainting it that I had imagined. However, I’m glad I kept working it and gave myself the chance.
Okay, the world is just too cruel. I hate the horrible things we do to each other (for crap’s sake, people, we are all humans born in the same way and all stuck on this bloody rock together!), the animals, and the world (this bloody rock floating through the dangers of space!). I just couldn’t bring myself to think about cruelty. I’d rather do that in my fiction. Is that strange? Oh, well. So, I decided on a basket of flowers.
Obviously, though, I couldn’t get completely away from thinking about how cruel villains can be — note the apple and think of Snow White.
See? Evil and cruelty — we need to be nicer to each other.
“Write what you fear” is advice often given to writers.
Yeah… that’s how stories like this happen. Welcome to my nightmare world.
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I completed this painting on the first day of the Thousand Springs Festival. A group of kids that came around as I started it and then again about the time I finished it. I loved watching the amazement on their faces. I enjoy it when kids get into art.
One girl at Thousand Springs stopped by my booth shortly after she and her mother had gotten there. She enjoyed my art, but wanted to look around some more. Before they left, they stopped back by my booth and the mother said to me, “She looked all around, and she loves your art best. She wants to pick out a card.” She was referring to the ACEO cards. If you missed my discussion on ACEO’s, you can click here for more information. The girl carefully looked over the cards and picked her favorite.
I love selling ACEO’s to kids. I keep ACEO’s reasonably priced for that fact – kids love them and parents don’t mind spending a couple dollars on art for their children. I hope they each have a great experience and enjoy it for many years, even if they’re using it for a bookmark. They’ll become the collectors of tomorrow.
Do you think we as artists get so focused on selling today (mostly because we need to support our habit now) that we forget to cultivate for tomorrow? Who are your favorite collectors?