
May 20
Originally uploaded by Dancing Crow.
Thank you for your kind words. Kate sent me an article that said, basically, age nine or ninety, you never get enough time with the ones you love, so make what you’ve got count. Steve made all his time count. All we have left is to admire that, and emulate it.
I stared at this postcard for three days trying to decide what to do to it beyond the paint, and I decided it is just right as is. It is nicer in person. I love the way the fern curls across the llittle squares, I like how crunchy the paint dried, even though it soaked into the fabric (and on into the interfacing I use as a base – the back is quite lovely as well, with the paint following the stitching lines from the patches.) If I could make a fern on top that was as lacy and sweet, and still let the veiwer see the way the paint edged the fern on the postcard, I’d do that, but I like the shadowy-ness of it, just like that.
I have been thinking about sketchbooks. I found a very interesting discussion about the private/public aspects of sketchbooks, and just storing ideas in them for later. Read here, and discuss your own experiences. I’ll relay mine when things settle down here some.
this one is moody indeed, i love it. i’ve always liked the edges of dried paint especially water colors. mmmmmmmm. a special kind of visual texture….now, let me go on over and read about sketchbooks.
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