I painted at home today. I ordered a collapsible easel on Amazon yesterday on overnight. I set up in the utility room. I painted over most of the second canvas from class. I left only the teapot. I got the first layer on today. I like how it’s already textured since I’m painting over. I […]
I have been learning to paint in oils. It is still not finished. Class is over for the summer. Will I paint at home?
I am taking a beginning oil painting class at the Smithsonian. The first night I painted a wooden apple.
Where ability does not meet art drowns Something . Lungs burst to live on land, to have Grown something good, a hard green grassy ground to Roll around in. For her to uninhabit Me, is all I ask. As well as why she’s Moved back in. She takes the water and the Food and sleep and […]
I’ve been struggling with creativity lately. Something is blocking not the ideas but the execution. Self-doubt. I wrote a poem about index cards last month. One of its lines: when the index cards come out my unease loses a little bit of its doubt Last week I wrote about art (poetry). For the 17 years […]
One of my favorite bloggers, Stock Research 52, posted another inspiring photograph of a sunrise in his home of Bangalore, India earlier in March. I tried to paint it in pastels last week.