Monday, May 16

Remnants of A Beached Whale

I'm sitting here in front of a blank white canvas with some findings from my trip to the momma (the same rocky beach where the whale was found), listening to boards of Canada wondering why a white canvas is so dam intimidating!



I feel really great about coming back to my heart and soul of mixed media painting arts, its been a while - in fact since I last lived here in Rhode Island. There is some force of deep inspiration here for me, I must admit.

That and the grey helps somehow, too. Loving that this was sparked by a rock I found, or that found me. Either way, i'm painting again.

So, here I go, onto whatsoever will become of a blank white canvas...