Saturday, March 7, 2015

Abstract No. 26 Framing Imagination

Abstract number 26. I have to say it was pretty fun that today while I was working on this abstract I got to a point where I just didn't like the way it was going and then I had the idea of adding the square box. Originally I was thinking of putting the white down so that I could easily put another solid color on top. But after painting the white I LOVED how it looks. I also love that you can see what lies beneath. Like a snapshot of my imagination. I was scared at first to put the box on top of it because it might have ruined what I'd already spent a good bit of time on. But it's just one more painting in all the paintings I plan to do .. and it was clearly a "what if" that I had to experience. It's good. It was the right decision.
The sadness has abated and I am grateful. And I am glad to be painting more regularly. If you are interested in this painting please contact me at Thank you for coming over and having a look .. have a wonderful rest of the day .. oh and change the clocks .. we're springing forward tonight. : ) ciao.

Thursday, March 5, 2015

Abstract No. 25

No. 25. Green and blue .. sprinkled with loads of sadness today. Still hope in the midst of all that tries to fill my heart and mind with doubts and loneliness.

It's just one of those days. Thankfully, this too shall pass.

No more words.

This is also about 12" x 12" not exactly square. If you are interested in this piece email me at

Thanks for stopping over. Ciao.

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

Abstract No. 24 More purple patches

Today this painting was a reminder of childhood scribbling and then filling in the shapes with color. I have always loved to play with colors and paint and drawing. I even recall taking some blocks that were probably dyed rather then painted and when I added water to them as if they were an ice cube they turned the water into this beautiful purple color. I thought this was fabulous, my mother had other ideas about it. I happily made several concoctions of these cups of colored water. Today I'd probably find some way to use the water to dye fabric. I like having the freedom to paint with wild abandon. It's kind of a combination of painting freely and then being more methodical. Light and darkness added for interest and contrast and just a little off balance. I tend to notice that I paint in a similar style when I am painting one after another and when there are days in between the color's change and the style changes. This is all an experiment and I am going to try to keep painting every day and sometimes I paint all day long. And in between I do manage to create some clothing. Maybe I'll share some of those too. I guess I could paint more paintings in one day and post them in one post. hmmmm no rules just working till my heart is content. Thanks for stopping over ..

This is painted on a piece of unstretched primed canvas. It is about 12" x 12" and it is not square but it could be stretched on stretcher bars and be squared. If you are interested in this piece contact me at Have a fabulously wonderful day!! Ciao!!

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Abstract No. 23 Purple painted nine patch

It seems that I cannot get away from sewing. I'm not a quilter but I do like the nine patch and the quilts. I love and always will love the hand stitching on anything. I am totally addicted to that texture. And there is some connection to that visual reminder of the person that did the stitching. I am moved by it's presence. When I first went to spend time with my mom as she went through what would become the final stages of alzheimer's I thought that I could interest her in hand stitching. She didn't have the ability to cut a pattern and sew on the machine anymore so I hoped this would give her something to do. I brought my sewing bag, which I keep filled with a healthy supply of beautiful scrap fabrics and needles and a variety of colors of embroidery floss. I was really hoping she would love this. I gave her the idea and she was receptive and I let her look through my scraps and she settled on a blue green print that was just her style. I threaded a needle with some turquoise thread and handed it to her and she started to stitch. She only had the energy to do this for about ten minutes. Fortunately, there was some kind of an interruption and there was no conversation about the work she did. I quickly put it away and we went on to other things. I never wanted her to feel her stitching was anything but beautiful. Her stitching however, was the first real smack in the face I had with the reality of where she was and what she was capable of.  Just recently I ran across the piece that she'd stitched and I instantly was was so lovely this piece of fabric with her hands having haphazardly stitched these long strings of blue green thread. I was surprised how much I loved this little scrap. My mother's last stitching. ever.

I guess grief comes in waves. I guess it comes in patches. Maybe the purple, blue green patches will soothe this sadness. I can paint sadness and I can paint comfort. I can paint whatever I want.

This purple piece is about 12" x 12" on cut primed canvas.  It is unstretched. It is acrylic. I cut it out of a roll of canvas that I have so it's not even perfectly square and only looks that way because I cropped out the background. It could be easily stretched on a small frame. If you are interested in this piece email me at More tomorrow. I am getting back to the regular schedule. No more in between days. Thanks for stopping over.