I haven’t blogged in a while. We bought a house this spring/summer, have been settling in, and getting the studio (in my case) and darkroom (in Tim’s case) going. The studio feels good. We insulated it, put up homasote, and I recently prepared a bunch of new panels to work on a series. I’m working on mixed media collage pieces using some drawings I made last week. Mix of Sumi ink, acrylic, watercolor, gouache, pastel, graphite, and markers. I’m trying to keep the works on panel pared down – which is hard for me because I have a tendency to want to bury layers of paint and drawing and build up the surface. We’ll see what happens…
Category: thoughts…
Little watercolor square 11.9.16
So I called my parents and had a good cry. Noah said “it’s ok mom. Why are you crying?” “The election. Donald trump. It makes me sad that so many people chose him. All those people are just afraid,” I said. “I didn’t choose him,” he replied. “I would have chosen Obama,” he added. Then he turned on the music and cranked up some Johnny Cash. And I went back into the studio to do what I do. Because beauty is the ultimate protest. Little watercolor square 11.9.16