The eruption of broken teeth
simple monuments scar the eye-
adorned with blue tile and faces
guard the gateway to salvation.
The vision of death is shrouded
in an endless blister white view.
Before the king of Jews birth
mortals cradled in muslin wrap
were caressed by hennaed hands.
Shadows of mourner shuffle,
soft plaster dust rises
causing a crust of tears on cheeks.
As Death’s sister Sorrow wails,
the mullahs call the next occupants
of Wadi al-Salaam to pray.
She Loved Red Poppies is a new venture for me. As someone who is trying to find her voice using paint the outcomes are varied indeed. This particular piece was inspired by a memory and my use of abstract was the backdrop. The background of colorful brush strokes was a twenty minute exercise in combining colors quickly and heavily. The beginning process for this process is explained in the post entitled When One Thing Becomes Another.
As you can see within that first post the colors were quite bright, brighter than what I had envisioned the final painting to look like. Taking sandpaper from my husbands workbench, I gently sanded down the gloss of the acrylic paint. My reasoning to dull down the background was the poppies would shine and stand out from the painting.
I think my trick with the sandpaper worked. And enjoyed working on this painting very much. I have been thinking of similar paintings but of course, you never know where my inspiration comes from.
You have to be flexible when one thing becomes another, it is so with any kind of art form. Rarely I look at my painting and say to myself, “it is finished.” But today was different as I found out with help from friends.
I also had decided to record the process of this work. I’ve always enjoyed to see how the work progresses in stages with images. There are no trade secrets to reveal so I grabbed my iPod and snapped a few shots.
Today I had a plan in my head for a new acrylic painting. My goal was to paint the background first in the morning.. I envisioned a distressed yet colorful work with red, orange, yellow and white. I started with an 8″ x 8″ stretched canvas and within 20 minutes had completed what I hoped would be the background.
Though this was a good start to the project, the painting lacked a certain punch. Taking a leap of faith I added a deep purple using a drier brush to get that “dragged paintbrush” look.
I decided to share the projects progression with friends on Facebook. There were a lot of friends who enjoyed the then unfinished piece. One friend even gave it a name, Waterfall In Summer. Many thought it was finished and said so. Who am I to argue with them?
This painting is still evolving. My original vision is still unfinished and when one thing becomes another, it is worth sticking around to see how it will end.
Once buoyant as jellyfish,
they now submerge
their legs in turquoise
Old enough to fear water
spindly limbs reach-
nostrils raised as snorkels,
hope to remember lessons known.
Seven years later their minds
try to recall dark silky fluid,
music through thin membranes
and the human cradle.
I’ve been inspired as of late by the simple lines and blended colors of minimalism. The bold colors and shapes of Piet Mondrian or the subtle color changes of Georg Gundi’s landscapes, captures my attention and inspires me to paint.
As I always try to paint what I see or dream. My latest endeavor Fog Over The Ocean is an experience I had first hand. While on a fishing trip off the East coast in the Atlantic, a fine day changed before our eyes. A wall of fog traveling East to West moving at an incredible rate over took our fishing boat. The ocean became a deep washboard, undulating our boat in awkward positions as we rode the strange fog storm out.
I’ve tried to capture the deep blue and sea greens in blended paint for the ocean. The gray sky as well as the ocean has a light wash of white to create the “fog” portion of the painting. I’m quite please with Fog Over The Ocean was completed.
Thank you for reading my dear friends.
It is full on summer now. The air is heavy with humidity, fireflies are rising at dusk and the owl is king at night. Summer also is when the garden is blowing up with riotous colors. Vinca vine creates a carpeted ground cover where ever it flourishes. The waxy green leaves shine underneath the layer of bluish purple petals of the vinca flowers.
Inspired by nature again, I decided to try to capture the colors and shapes of the vinca vine. This squared 12″ x 12″ canvas was the perfect size. I chose to create a background of a complimentary terracotta rust mottled with white. Acrylics are becoming easier now to work with now that the heat has arrived and my studio isn’t so cold.
If you enjoy art in your home in a functional object may I suggest a beautiful wall clock with my vinca vine painting. Also check out my vinca vine category in my Lasgalen Arts Redbubble store.