Filling four pages in my journal, Squares, lines, a bird . . . an ancient bronze stick figure, then an abstract woman peeking her head over the mountain!
Trying to sketch a dream in my journal this morning, I filled four pages with scribbly boxes and abstract shapes.
I’d never have considered painting such simple compositions. But my sketchbox trunk show had changed the rules. Now I can experiment.
Squares, lines, floating leaves, a bird . . . perhaps they could be designs for the backsides of pillows.
an ancient bronze stick figure I’d seen in the Etruscan collection of the Vatican Museum.
Then suddenly I saw it ~ an abstract woman peeking her head over the mountain!
Three squares had clustered together in the valley and formed her heart.
In the next box, she had arms. Outstretched mountains embracing the world.
Oh my! I wonder what else she can do?
Emotion filled her shapes and i could feel her heart beating. I wonder if she can pray .. .
I tried to sketch two hands clasped together. And then I saw her hip raised up out of the earth. Two hands praying . . . or a dancing woman with arms overhead.
Without thinking I drew the reservoir, the mountain protecting it. And the sky rained stars down to fill it.
The night sky filled with sparkly white stars on a deep Cobalt Blue field.
Her heart joined forces clustering with those nearby. Head rising up, I could feel her strength growing.
I wonder where this story is going? I see the paintings clearly. The colors, shapes, textures, the magic of painting them. I can’t wait to get started.