A little oranges warm-up paintings yesterday to paint away a bad mood. Felt so good to be painting again, AND in my new studio.
from my sketchbook
I did barely any sketching last year. Painting disappeared when we started the apartment move. But when I look back over the year, the one thing I did do often was lettering. Mostly while I listened during livestream church each week. I listen best when I doodle oddly enough. I grabbed a few of my favorites and even noticed how it got better throughout the year.
I’m focusing on discipline this year. Keeping habits, making things consistent, showing up every day for even just a bit and letting whatever comes out happen. I can’t control much of anything, but I can show up.
(Last quote is by John Newton.)
Well, last year didn’t pan out at all like I was planning. Anyone else? Ha!
Welcoming in the new year with lots of flexibility, hopefulness, and excitement for any amount of anything creative I can squeeze in during remote schooling two kids and keeping us all alive and socially distant. Here’s to creativity in the margins, however big and small they are.
Another little NYC window for a warm-up.
Tried a sunset today and failed miserably. So went for something detailed and precise and super fun somehow. A Belfast door.
Today is the last day of what would have been my Ireland retreat. I still hope to do one more painting at least, for an even 10 since the trip was 10 days and I missed Sunday. But this also feels appropriately like closing the door on my would-have-been trip.
Hoping to open another door soon.
Carrick-a-Rede Rope Bridge.
Not super happy with how this one turned out.
I was starting to feel better about this cancelled trip, and then I painted this.
I’m fairly certain this was in Northern Ireland, new Belfast. But my negatives don’t tell me and my college memory of place is fuzzy.
I’m exceptionally happy with this one. Those flowers.