This painting, as until yesterday and large seascape that had kicked around for sometime doing nothing but taking up space. Every time I saw it I took a bigger and bigger dislike to it, so yesterday I converted it to this abstract.
I was feeling good within, it was nice to be pain free, and I felt full of bright colours and joy. I just wanted to let this bubble forth onto the canvas. I had not real plan, which is unusual for me. I normally have an internal picture fighting to break free. What I was sure of as the colours, the colours I see al around. New leaves popping onto the branches, yellows of daffodils and primroses abound. While in my garden, there are the bright reds of a rhododendron and azalea.
So with these colours and no others, and my knives and fingers I attacked. The original painting was landscape, so this one was going to be portrait. I do not ever remember painting a portrait abstract this size. I did paint it in landscape but all the time trying to see it in portrait.
When it as finished I showed it to a fellow artist see it in landscape. The comment was positive, so now I had a problem. I let two friends se it. They did not like it at all. When I turned it round to portrait they began to look again, and I think maybe they saw something else.
Is it finished? I am not at all sure. Will I leave it? Or will it go the way of the seascape?
The most important thing for me was this. If I had just had a little bit of silence yesterday would have been a marvellous day.
I am not at all sure about the title of this I may in fact leave it without a name and let it say nothing.
I hope those who read this find ALL they seek this day.
This blog is linked to my other where I talk about silence:- The Desire For Silence