Friday, November 17, 2017

Throwing a Pass

Well, it's football season—maybe that's why I played around with a gridiron format today?

I think the coach has additional plays in the playbook, but here's the one that the team ran in practice today.

work in progress
4x5"; unstretched canvas
working title: q&q cut-up #10

Awesome field, don'tcha think?




Thursday, November 16, 2017

Q&Q Cut-Up #9

Experimental tangent today.

An Awkward Place Full of Awkward Questions
4x5"; acrylic, latex, collage, and oil pastels on unstretched canvas,
mounted on card stock
abstract
2017
$25

Wednesday, November 15, 2017

Q&Q Cut-Up #8

I am in medias res, in the middle of—and I mean really right in the confounding mucky impenetrable middle of—an ongoing cyber snafu I have yet to resolve. Anxiety, or worry, or frustration, or whatever the heck the feeling is, crowds my mind like something physical—something dark and weighty lodged in my head.

But I laughed out loud a short while ago, knowing I'd found a title for today's painting when I saw the words I did have a trouble or two on my mind in a novel I was reading!

I Did Have a Trouble or Two on My Mind 
4x5"; pencil, ink, acrylic, latex, and pastels on unstretched canvas
abstract
2017
$25

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Keeping the Barns Full / Q&Q Cut-Up #7

A passage in the middle of the lightest of carefree novels, Miss Buncle Married, by D.E. Stevenson, jumped right off the page and into my artist's heart recently, carrying with it depth and resonance in abundance—enough and to spare:

…  the truth is that authors have no idea at all how or where they garner their harvest. The harvest is garnered by some busy imp that watches and garners daily, hourly, keeping the barns full, so that when the day of threshing comes, and the wheat is winnowed from the chaff, there shall always be enough and to spare for the making of the bread.

I actually do have an idea where my busy imp harvested a handful here and a handful there, keeping my barns full so I could make a little bread today. Thank you, Betty Krause, Jane Davies, and Simone Nijboer, for planting seeds.

For Five Minutes She Suspended Judgment of the World and Fell Silent
4x5"; acrylic, ink, collage, and oil pastel on unstretched canvas,
mounted on card stock
abstract landscape
2017
[gifted]

Monday, November 13, 2017

A Day in November / Q&Q Cut-Up #6

I am grateful today—not for the first time—for the deep pleasure of creating art, for the direct give and take of my hands and eyes and canvas and glue and paint and ink and inner and outer universes.

Can't say the same for certain cyber circumstances and snafus but, hey!, look where that ugly-painting-day piece from Thursday took itself.

They Sat Drinking Hot Cider
4x5"; pencil, ink, acrylic, and collage on unstretched canvas,
mounted on card stock
abstract
2017
$25

Friday, November 10, 2017

Surrender

I didn't offer (much) resistance to the outcome of my studio time yesterday.

I didn't like the outcome—definite ugly painting day, to my way of thinking—but I both valued it and allowed it to be yesterday's self-expression.

Because, really, what else could it be, anyway?

Today: movement.

Same piece of canvas, "same" person painting. But, movement in a new direction. I love the torn edges of the collage.

work in progress
4x5"; unstretched canvas
working title: q&q cut-up #6



Thursday, November 9, 2017

Outer Eye, Inner Eye

My outer eye says, What on earth is that? Total fail.

My inner eye says, Oh. My. Gosh. You nailed it! You have painted a perfect representation of who you are right here and right now. There you are, in paint, on paper. 

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Alrighty then. Glad I got that out of my system.

work in progress
4x5"; unstretched canvas
working title: q&q cut-up #6