The End of Painting. I tried to quit once before, but I got sucked back in. This time I mean it. Paint is merely for a bit of tinting, like watercolor. But no more. And no more of all the other STUFF on the canvas, either. No more canvas!
Here is the January painting, with way too many messages to catalogue:
Here is the one with the cats, Emmett and Symon. I love the drawing, even the cats, and she's pulling her dark hair forward. The rest was a mess, so I painted over it, then gessoed over it.
And this is the last one. I had a fourth one, but I just pulled it right off the stretcher bars. You'll see them later as I make covers for my Big Journals.
She has that 'So Done' face, doesn't she?
And Suzi Blu's Riot Grrrl Project - I did two of them (one on a fresh piece of canvas and one on a re-used painting - the Pilgrimage painting torn down). When I first watched her Riot Grrrl video, I took some Sharpies into the bathroom at work and did this:
And I printed my grad school I've Got the Power graffiti, and also pulled out some printed photos of me as a child (from a cheapie journal), which I glued down for surface texture. And also some of my Rubber Stamp Woman image.
Here are the Riot Grrrl paintings in process:
Showing how my Riot Grrrl isn't too much an exaggeration, with my Crazy Hair in the morning:
Time for a New Beginning.
Our 20th Anniversary in May has me thinking back to when Steve and I met. And my artwork back then, in Memphis. Which had its roots in Atlanta.
I have been going back through my old images, intending to bring them forward to tell stories. I tried putting them into paintings, but this was: (say it with me)
T H E W R O N G T H I N G !
Now I know what I need to do.
Drawing, drawing, drawing, always my best thing to do.
Simple messages, small stories. Not my entire life in one canvas.
While I was working on the Putting Away Project, I worked with the theme of Planks on the Bridge, and building a bridge back. Which I have done. And now I am crossing the Bridge into a new way of working.