The broken one knew the scars would be there forever. She knew the healing would last a lifetime. But she also knew there was hope for a brighter, happier, more peaceful future. The other (who needed to be gone) was gone. Her survival was proof
She was broken. The
other one... the one who hurt her... neither knew the extent of the
damage... nor did he care. He only wanted to touch, to control, and to
own. When her head hit the floor, he only stood and waited for her
to rise so he could do it again. Eventually he walked away and she
regained her posture although she would never be the same again.
dolls in the toy section of my favourite thrift store H2O is an
emotional experience. It is like going to an orphanage and wanting to
take everyone home. I pick up a doll and look at the face. If she
(most of them are 'she's) looks back at me, I take a moment and regard her. I
ask myself if I can use the doll as a subject in a painting or other
Week two of a new blogging project which was inspired by a fellow blogger Living and Teaching Abroad. Caroline, began the idea of posting weekly with photos to share her
world in Kuwait and invited readers to submit to her blog. She posts
her pictures along with whoever shares.
I know I just posted
a Show and Tell yesterday, but I finished a painting today and I am
anxious to show it off. I shared about it earlier when I started it
on Work in Progress and here it is all nice and finished. All I need to
do is let it dry and paint the canvas edges with black acrylic. I
call it 'Rummage.'
non-objective painting... only a couple of times... in painting
classes at university. It was a bit of a challenge for me since I
usually prefer doing representational and subjective art. For this
one, we were (as homework) to make ten experimental pieces
on 10”square primed watercolour paper. We were to build up layers,
paying attention to colour, texture and shape.
Sometimes we are able to show others what our world is like in a single photograph. National Geographic is proof of that. We 'armchair travellers' can see the world and never leave the comfort of our own homes. We get a global view that spans many cultures.
As seen before in my
previous posts Walnut Juice and Oak Gall Soup, I have been experimenting and learning how to use
natural materials as fabric dyes and art supplies. While I was
researching to make the dyes, I saw mentions of using black beans for
a nice blue colour. This intrigued me so much I thought I would try it. It is both easy and fun!
gigantic, and repulsive to look at. Most often they are clad in
skins. Their noses are long and crooked, and their eyes are as big
as pools of water. When a troll walks on solid ground, it looks as
if it is wading in a mire. It treads so heavily that it sinks down,
sometimes all the way up to its knees.”
~ Phantoms and
Fairies from Norwegian Folklore by Tor Age Bringsvaerd
This is another
screen print from my folklore inspired artwork I call “Hidden
Folk.” The sketch for this one was actually the very beginning of
my love affair with using folk tales, faerie stories, and mythology
in my artwork. I did this print during the same printmaking class as
A Tonal Wizard. Both pieces were inspired by reading stories in a
book, Phantoms and Fairies from Norwegian Folklore by Tor Age
Bringsvaerd. (I tried to contact the author through Facebook to share
about my work, but no response yet.)