Yesterday, i was watching Connie again, and i decided to go back into my kitchen and see what would "speak" to me in my notebooks and paints...
Well, here's what i did:
First i gesso-ed my pages (a white sort-of-watery paint).
Then i pulled my metallic purple paint and made the heart.
Then i added the back.
Then i suddenly wanted RED.
I had originally thought i'd add some white on top of the black, but the redpulled me too hard first, so i went with it.
Again, i felt REALLY GOOD while i was doing this!
I felt "free".
I felt young.
I felt somehow Empowered.
I was playing a classic Rock station too, so i was Rockin' OUT!
But yesterday was a VERY GOOD DAY for me!
And i was having so much fun that i didn't want to stop, so the metallic gold caught my eye and i started the next page:
First i painted the gold heart, and then the black, and then i added the white.
I thought i was finished, but then the metallic green "called" me and i added the swirls in the corners.
Then i pronounced it "Done".
And i was STILL so HAPPY and feelin' GREAT!
It was a wonderful day!
And that's the double-page spread, though i really consider them two different pictures, kinda like the one from the day before.
Do i consider myself a painter?
But am i happy while painting?
Thank You Connie!
And No i haven't forgotten the rest of the pix from the Keys! I'll get 'em up...