Life gets in the way sometimes. Occasionally I imagine I have control over my world and what I might do on any given day. Reality swiftly disrupts this notion. I have a choice. I can resist and go down kicking and screaming. Or I can go with the flow and see where it might lead me.
The last few weeks have been fascinating as the DEVENIR thirty-day challenge unfolds. To being with I thought I needed thirty finished paintings, so I did groups of eight at a time. No way could I finish a painting in one day. Get real! I have been sharing the dozen or so “finished” paintings on Instagram. Some I like, some I do not.
When I got down to the task of painting a painting a day, things changed. As the days followed, one after the other, I noticed a certain abandon in procedure. Less about control and more about discovery. Play is not part of my repertoire usually and I was having fun as the drops of liquid paint hit the surface and did their thing. So cool!
Lately I have taken up playing with strips of paper and the idea of divine presence sustaining everything. How does one represent divine presence on paper, or any other surface? As usual, the more control I exert, the less interesting the painting. Perhaps the process will lead me to where I want to go. Maybe I will discover something altogether new. Life has a way of stepping in and changing the route.
So instead of spending my Saturday morning in the studio, I picked up my paintings at CAVA and went grocery shopping, something I have been putting off for several weeks. I needed a few things as we were expecting our grandchildren and a few guests in the evening for supper around the fire pit.
Going with the flow
As it turned out I was the one, with the help of a wonderful young man, doing the cooking and taking it back inside to those comfortably seated in our living room. They missed out on a truly lovely evening outside. The fire was perfect for cooking. And for sm’ores a little while later. I so enjoyed watching the flames. I think I have pyro tendencies.
A curve or two
Life took a real curve today with the grandkids for breakfast, church and helping out at an art show in the afternoon. Attempting to write my blog with eyelids slamming shut and the realisation I have not painted my painting today, I wonder about how I might regain some control. Perhaps I will just go to bed instead. Have a wonderful week…