visual documentation of what I have been working on today.
I really wish I didn't paint faces. I enjoy them. they are so smooth to rush into painting,. the contours of the face, particularly one that you make up..and being my favourite scale of detail/size, subtle colours and layering. always as light. fresh, much like the life drawing experience where their are no 'blocks'.
though not interesting. in my opinion. for anyone else.
but sleep is, and the invented landscape, the lack of gravity and confused scale.
the feeling of relaxing and moving your body with your mind as it dissolves into the area around you.
today, like everyday I began with the abc classic fm interview and with the sunlight, a peahen and two black chickens running around in the garden. Minnie lying on my feet.rose incense and the smell of coffee. and then being somewhere between the moment and somewhere else. painting, no direction so I could move into the day with no limitations.
not quite focusing on my breath.
I wanted to start with mini landscapes. but ended up with sleep.(painting this)
I wish sometimes I could just pull myself into line and work on the gregarious, insurmountable mountain of ideas in my journal, that have substance and objectivity. but i can't help being taken completely by the moment. I'll start on the good work tomorrow. hmmm. right!!
so even funnier: on abc radio national they had a program on temperance (as I was sipping the energetic verdehlo, breathing in nag champa and enjoying vermillion- holding off on the indigo/sienna tones I promised I would stick to.
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