At last! I can do art again, albeit mainly with my left hand. Below are my efforts of this week.
While I was laid up I took the opportunity to search out all those blogs I had heard of but never had the time to visit. I discovered some awesome artists. Two were so inspiring that I had to attempt some of the lessons learnt.
First of all Teesha Moore. I sat and watched her videos yesterday morning on journaling. Last night I sat in front of the TV and cut merrily bits out of magazines. Sometimes things are meant to be. In the weekend I was given sacks of glossy magazines by my friend who is selling up and with her husband they are buying a giant caravan and are going to tour NZ for a couple of years. I was to pass them around my friends! Somehow I don’t think they will get a look in!
I managed to stick some bits on two journal pages that i already had painted a while back. This morning I was going to look for a face for my Princess but gave up when I realised that I preferred to make my own face. So after Physio, this morning I painted her face and added the houses. I did the text as well, not happy with it. But, not too shabby considering I was using my left hand.
I looked at the page above and it came to me I want there to be a rooster, think I will have to draw one or cut out a rooster head and put it on a human body. The idea is to have text with the rooster crowing about all the blessings it has. I couldn’t resist the gnomes. They are slightly sinister and I thought they could represent the negative thoughts we have about ourselves.
I am happy with these but conscious that they scream Teesa Moore! I think as I do more of them my style will emerge.
The other art that blew me away was Flora Bowley. I have heard many of you mentioning her so googled her and found amazing art.
I watched her video last weekend and it really got me out of my pity party. I thought I could do that with my left hand and first thing on Monday got out an abandoned canvas and started. I didn’t do her dance, I would have tripped over my crutches! But I let my hand dance with the paint. Below is about three to four layers of paint, It is a reasonably large canvas 30in x 24in, and I got really messy doing it, some tell-tale paint on my sling too! Hehehe.
I was really happy with this and then fear set in. What shall I do next I will ruin it etc., etc.
Eventually I got my courage up and drew a dancing girl and cat and started to add paint. It is what I call at the ugly stage and I wasn’t going to post it till it was at a better stage. But I stopped myself and told myself, who cares! I think because I am getting to the stage where I want to add detail, I am finding my left hand is not capable of doing what I want, I have frustration. But that will end as my right arm gets better. As surely it is. I can hold scissors and cut out, I can type now and hopefully next week I will be paint to do some painting! But, I won’t push it, as being without its use has taught me how much I value it, so I won’t stuff the healing up.
Great to be back, and have a awesome Paint Party Friday weekend everyone.