It has been a great fall weather wise and the beauty lingers as well as the mood and then there is Halloween with the feelings and inspiration. Such a treat to see these Swans come in and land on the water not 5 minutes from us.
These are found rocks that just said...I need a face and a pottery button that is just pretty. The little tin houses are found thrifts.
The painting is a mix of papers, paint, crayon, pastels, ink, and wastebasket. Really is was so close, and I nearly wore out her lips.
Things don't always make sense, or are they logical, sometimes one can't even get coordination. cooperation, falling into place, easy as pie, can't use any of those statements. So it is what it is and I sort of like it. Paint and collage of papers.
There is a button here that will take you to Sharon Tomlinson and a new class that will help all of the above words come true.
The reason for two photos is by the time the camera changes things and the monitor I sort of have a mix of colors. Someone is coming tomorrow to help me set the monitor for better color.
Also there seems to be a dark side, but this new monitor is not adjusting well for me, or I am not adjusting to the fine tuning of it. Also experimenting with colors and materials in the layers. It is not important that I love them, they are sad looking and not a true reflection of how I feel.
A good Friends sends me photos now and then and I love that, so I altered some, and not because they needed it but I like to do that.
With one exception, the little cat, she appeared around the time we lost our dog to illness. Some say this is a gift, I am not so sure I need another cat. She has charming ways and is so cute.
The rest, a dusty harvest, a doodle, and the garden. In all truth the garden does not look that good and these photos have not bee touched up. It was the day, the atmosphere was just right, the light perfect.
This collage looks to be about GRIEF. Not intended but feelings come to the surface when doing art, not always, sometimes for me it is just doing and creating and it is superficial, other times the feelings just surface in the artwork. If I sat down and said I feel sort of sad I will paint that now, that does not always work. I miss my dog. There are lots of things to say about that but I won't.
Also some garden and maybe some altered photos. The last things that can bloom in a growing season are blooming and some have gone past peak, I do even grieve for garden, it is such a mainstay from first crocus to last mum, so much in between and so fast that it is gone before one feels they have had enough time to really take it in. What is so good about these things that I miss and will miss is it is not at all hard to do something about them.
Really I should also take a look at overdoing a collage.