I am re-posting my Wednesday Post to link up with Paint Party Friday!
I almost have my Warrior Spirit "Grandmother" done.
I love painting on cardboard, however
too much water can really ruin the cardboard
and the painting.
It got to where I was only pushing color around,
each time I tried to change or add color.
Even tho' the painting would be dry,
it was already saturated.
So here she is now and maybe forever:
The best part of corrugated cardboard is the edges.
The Distress Ink can puddle in the ridges and create
some really cool colors.
I'm wondering if I can recreate this type of ridges with
molding paste on canvas. Only one way to find out.
I have a canvas my oldest son bought.
It is for an abstract he wants for his house.
I asked him to pick out a couple base colors.
He closed his eyes as he reached into my drawer of paints.
He dug around and mixed them up. Then he picked two:
The two colors he picked out are:
Blick Acrylic Cadmium Yellow
Amsterdam Acrylic Naphthol (?) Red Medium, Ugh.
So happy there is also a drawer full of acrylics.
I think it will be good for me to (hopefully)
let go and just play!
I really miss the days I first discovered
Mixed Media painting.
It was fun, there were no rules,
I would crank up the music and just dance
I was amazed at the outcomes of
colorful beauty that came thru me.
I know the next few years were hard.
Did that joy and creativity go away
as the pain became worse,
and depression and anxiety set in?
Did the "if you don't use it, you'll loose it" happen?
Did taking classes and learning new techniques
change something inside?
Did I loose the trust of my inner muse?
I WANT that free spirited, fun, wild, creative painter
to come out again.
To me, that is true painting;
using mediums that were not suppose to be used together
breaking all the "rules" and not following instructions,
being the REBEL.
That is ME, or at least it was.
As I type this, it is coming from my soul,
with no planning or editing.
I believe I have to let this out
and not let the pain win.
Time to try and see what happens.
Maybe this large blank canvas is the chance
I need to break free from the chains
of pain and depression.
I know I can do this!
Thank you if you made it this far on today's post.
Thank you for letting me share a part of me.
Thank you for your comments,
your wonderful, beautiful spirits,
some that may be sharing this path with me.
Blessings to all of you.
Big hugs, Rasz!