"Seababy" - acrylic on paper, 22" x 15" with deckled edges. Available at here and at Artfinder.
I'm taking a break from all this medical recuperation and letting my minds wander to the magical beaches of Ireland...where the ocean is wild, the cliffs are rugged and the babies are fearless adventurers in surf and sand. Many thanks to sweet Bridget, an Irish lass with the most photogenic of children in the most beautiful of lands, for allowing the use of her photo at Ballybunion to inspire this piece.
This painting was a lesson in looseness for me. I cannot look up, down or side to side, and can only loosely hold a brush. In order to see anything, I have to be many feet from the paper, which requires me to hold the longest of brushes at the very end of the handle. And yet....I am thoroughly delighted with this painting and the groovy textures which resulted from my own awkwardness.
When I first saw the photo of this wee one facing the sea with her shovel, I gasped a little. She is so small against the wild atlantic backdrop - but that is my fearful adult self speaking. Her stance, facing the sea and armed with a shovel, says determination, bravery and adventure! She's not afraid. The sea calls her, wild divine child, to come and play. And so she does. Let's tag along.
There will be a brief hiatus in posts over the next few weeks as I recover from surgery. What better way to begin the break than with a GRAND FINALE a la 4th of July fireworks style? So here is a mash-up of many things all rolled into one wild and crazy post!
And here's a little something to grin about...this happy buddha, (do click on the link - I adore this painting!) created by new artist in SoFlo. A bit of joy to infuse your week with the potential for spontaneous giggles. The artist is a groovy, good-energy human, too. Thank you, Sharon, for putting this happy stuff out into the world!
This post began with the bees, so let's wrap it up with them...literally! See sweet little bee nests made of flowers. Now go on and have yourself a playful day. :)
This handsome boy's favorite pastime was draping himself over the furniture like a wet noodle. Charlie was both the color and consistency of pancakes. Yet he was the lead dog in a house of many, and the other full-sensory dogs followed HIM out of the house each day. Charlie was a good leader, right until the end. I am honored to have been commissioned to paint this sweet boy as a keepsake for his family.
Mark Nepo (oh yes, still stumbling my way through The One Life We're Given) said this: "No one knows how to live or how to die. We only know how to love and how to lose, and how to pick up branches of meaning along the way." These were not my own furry sweetlings, yet there are branches of meaning for me in these encounters - a reminder of the fragility of life and love - the need to grab and hold and love and cherish right now.
Geez oh man! Now you are REALLY working! All-nighters on website conundrums and press releases and promotional materials. Event planning and people pleasing and begging and dragging yourself to bed in the wee hours with lists of things to tackle in the morning.
And then the editor shows you a proof of some of the book pages...and it is like seeing an ultrasound of the baby elephant. Suddenly you forget all the years and hair-loss and days of dragging butt. Your eyes light up and get misty and you're all "oh my goodness OH MY GOODNESS" and feeling like the luckiest human on earth.
I know, I know. The diaper stage of a baby elephant is nearly here. Once this baby is born there will likely be less sleep, piles of stinky poo and a whole lot of crying. But right now all I can say is "isn't she CUTE???????"
Pre-orders for The Storyteller's Apprentice begin August 1, with shipping in early September. Follow the book on Facebook and like our giant baby on Twitter.
I could use a magic wand this week. And a hoard of minions. I wonder if Joey also makes minion hoards?
If I've learned nothing else from painting, it is that the paint is always, ALWAYS boss. So I followed the paint (or pigment, in this case). And like the Family Circus comic, when you follow one thing, you start wandering and it leads to another, sometimes unrelated thing, like this bit from The Wizard of Oz, which prompted the name for the painting. Hmmm - is there something psychedelic in these pigments? :)