Last night I was fussing around in the studio and came across this behemoth of a stone; I carried it for miles hiking along the Eel River some months ago. As I turned it in my hands, the image was nearly staring back at me and I thought "it's truly been too long since I painted a rock."
So I sat myself down and did the good work.
Afterwards the rains lashed the windows and the neighbor dogs howled but I slept warmly. Now this morning, the whole world feels pinked and fresh. I'm giving my studio a good cleaning, bringing in that bright clean air, sweeping out the cobwebs. It's a good metaphor, a day well scrubbed, out with the stagnant, in with the vigor. Another one I could use neatly tattooed along my wrist.
I'm hoping your weekends have felt like a long soak in clawfoot tub!
~ Umber ~
6 comments:
beautiful friend
simply beautiful
love and light
and a tatoo....ohhhh...so cool!
yes: exactly that.
constantly in awe xx
Pure and simple, this just rocks my world.
You know I love your talent woman - feeling like there are a few things that need a good scrubbing around here!
Your rock is beautiful! Do you use acrylic ink?
As ever, thanks for hearing me ladies!
Sandra - I primarily use gouache (Holbein makes a really nice permanent white that has become my favorite) but for colors like the blue I blend gouache with touches of watercolor until I get the tone right.
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