Here it is, the little painting I started last week. I wasn't sure if I would show you or not, but I decided to face my fears and put it out there. It is an uncomfortable feeling for sure, but one that I feel the need to face.
It is a tiny little painting, about 5" x 5", mixed media, abstract. I love abstract painting. The mingling of color, texture, and line speaks to me. This painting was inspired by a photo of a utility pole and power lines.
It has been a real pleasure escaping up to my studio to paint. I'm always amazed at how quickly the time passes. It seems as though hours disappear in an instant and before I know it, it's midnight. If I didn't have to get up at 5:30 am, I'm sure I would keep going. So for now, this is a little treat that I can only indulge in occasionally. Unlike sewing, which I am able to do in bits and pieces in various spots of the house with chaos all around me, painting requires me to focus. It's a nice change. Of all my various creative outlets, I think this is the most relaxing of all.
No, it isn't a masterpiece or anything, just me playing around, but you have to start somewhere, right? I had fun doing it, which is all that really matters.
