The Moments That Make Dreams

The Moments That Make Dreams

There are days when you open you just realise how fortunate you are. When things just go well, or you realise how much you are blessed with good friends. For the artist these days are often linked closely to how the art is progressing. I began to realise this yesterday when I read the email I received from a friend. The email was saying that the person had not really realised how well off they were. It went something like this.

I am so rich, Silver in the Hair, Gold in the teeth. Crystals in the kidneys and sugar in the blood. Lead in the ass and iron in the arteries, and an inexhaustible supply of natural gas. I never thought I could accumulate such wealth.

Anyway back to the serious stuff of yesterday. I was looking at  some pictures of marathons I had run. As I looked I noticed this group of people standing behind the finish line. They were not looking at the finishers. I started to ask myself, what are they saying, what are they thinking and doing. As I thought a picture came to my mind.

I had already started working on a canvas board but was very unhappy with the progress I was making and had washed it off. I went back to the task with my mind now full of new thoughts. Using Platho Blue and White I painted what I could see clearly in my mind.

What appeared on the canvas board was not exactly what I had in my eye but it was very close. I had only used the two colours and I felt it was ok. I took a picture of it while it was still wet. I put a copy of it on Art Wanted and I posted it on my FaceBook page.

Within minutes of it appearing on Facebook I had been made a solid offer for the work. Obviously a person who knows just what they like. This person now owns two of my works. The first was purchased two years ago but I can see the similarities of thought in both works and I feel sure they will fit in the same home.

I was feeling pleased and to add the sugar to the icing I got an email just ten minutes later saying somebody had made my painting a pic of the day.

I never knew I was so rich as the story above says.

Hope you are all well.

Where Do You Go To My Lovely ( Canvas Version)

Where Do You Go To My Lovely ( Canvas Version)

A customer liked my painting of the above name but  expressed an interest in having the painting on canvas rather than on acrylic paper and behind glass.

This being a theme of painting I have enjoyed so much playing with it was exciting to have another reason to try yet another version of this work.

I painted it on a box canvas round the edges. The customer and her husband seem pleased with it. So another painting now hangs on another wall I hope enhancing the lives of those who see it.

Tortured Cityscape

Yesterday seemed a good day in terms of art sales. I also sold my abstract painting Tortured Cityscape. This painting is going to a home where at least another two of my paintings already hang.

It is nice when somebody purchases a work of art that you created but there is something very special when more than one work hangs with the same owner.

Winter is not the End

Winter Is Not The End.

This is my latest sale. There are some abstracts that from the minute you finish them you know they have expressed exactly what it was you were feeling at the time, this was one such one for me.

I painted this is a palette of colours that I am not in the habit of using and yet I saw this abstract long before I was able to put it on paper.

It had interest shown in it from the first day I hung it so I guess I am not surprised that it sold just the other day there.

It is now becoming a very humbling experience for me the number of sales of art I have been blessed with. I have a real desire to be able to say to friends that I am an artist. Let me just explain that. When asked what I do I now and then say to the person that I am an artist. The minute I say it I usually feel uncomfortable and go on to explain.

One day I will lose this feeling and will maybe accept that I have reached that place. Each sale like this one helps along that road.

I am kind of sorry to see this painting go and yet I have met and know the purchaser and I am sure his wife is going to be over the moon when he takes it home for her, he has told me she has wanted it from day one.

This painting is the kind of thing I am talking about and hinting at in my other blog.

The Spider

The Tempest

The Tempest.

Some time ago I painted a number of paintings in this scheme of colour. I used a variety of textures and ways of creating texture. 

I did a series of three, this large one and a small one. 

I liked all of these paintings but it seemed maybe I was alone in that. 

Then the three small ones sold. Now this the larger one has sold.

I think maybe there  are paintings that people want to live with for a while before deciding that they like them. In my case people need to see them hanging for a bit before they are convinced. 

In this case the sale came on the very day I was about to move it to another spot. 

Everything comes round in its own time. I speak of this on my other blog. Everything Comes Round

Bridging The Gap.

Bridging The Gap.

This is the last of the three paintings I sold in the last week or so. This one it seems I have in fact sold more than once. I seems it has sold from one of my hanging places and then somebody wanted to purchase it from my website.

The couple that wanted to purchase it did so because they had walked down this lane hand in hand on the day of their marriage. The lane leads down to the harbour a popular spot for brides to have their wedding photographs taken. My own daughter did just that.

I have agreed to do another version of this painting for the couple. It will not be identical, no two paintings ever can be.

I am not in the habit of painting the same painting a second time but in this case, because of the story behind it , I am looking forward to the challenge.

This blog is linked to my other.  I Am Losing My Marbles