finally.

Finally is not the name of the painting so much as me saying, "Look, I finally painted after a year of stalling."

Also, open doors behind people feature in several of my paintings and drawings.  Wonder what this means deep in my subconscious?

This painting has no name right now except for "Audra's," because I started it for her more than a year ago.  Aud - you may officially title this piece.  Might I suggest - "My painter is a big fat procrastinator?"

Jenny - you're up next.

Canvasium Pigmentio!

Look what I finally got.

Magic wands!

No...wait...sorry.  New paintbrushes is the correct answer.  Yep, that and paper on which to paint and/or draw.  Time for the sharpies to take a hiatus.

PS - I know it's really just bad lighting and a lack of knowledge about all the important things about photography...but I can't help but love these golden-hued photographs taken in our dimly-lit living room.

remnants

This isn't abstract painting.  

It's remnants, actually.

Paint left to dry on on a board that had been used as a palette. 

Unplanned, unintentional.  Yet in someways beautiful. 

A remainder, a reminder, of something else that was created.

I did get that board to paint on, though.  They'll eventually end up as a beginning to another creation.  One of their very own.  

...I kindof feel like singing "The Circle of Life" from the Lion King right now.  

Paint Drip.

This tiny drip = significant. In college, every piece of clothing I owned was marred with paint. Annoying, yes, but understandable, as the majority of my classes were in an oil and acrylic drenched studio. Today, when I repainted our $7 garage sale coffee table and dripped paint on my jeans, I realized those jeans are now the only piece of clothing I own that is stained with an artistic medium of any kind. Made me realize it's been way too long. Ready to get back into it.

My old college studio. (circa 2002)

Butterfly Effect.

Mark and I recently got two new chairs for our house.  I love them.  They are salmony-shrimpy (I'm not even a big seafood fan) silk chairs with an orchid pattern on them.  Loooove them.  Anyway, because of these chairs going into our living room, we had another chair that was getting the boot into the computer/dog room.  Just a simple move of one chair into an adjacent space...no big deal.

...So after an entire weekend spent arranging/rearranging and cleaning out an overflowing closet, we still don't have the chair in there.

In the midst of the Great Computer Room Project of 2011, I ran across this little painting sketch of my hubby I did back when we were dating.  It's representative of his very favorite activity: napping on a couch... and I'm pretty sure this is what he really wanted to be doing instead of a 2 day home makeover.