Which got me thinking about the impact we have on each other in the world - this big, confusing world of superpowered humans and precious individuals, and the heaviness or lightness of our footsteps. I want to walk gently. And so you get a double-dose of quotes today!
I want to walk lightly, even joyfully, through whatever days I am given. I want to laugh easily. I want to step carefully in and out of people's lives and relationships. I don't want to tread any heavier than necessary. - Steve Goodier
You light-stepping big-loving super-powered human, I wish you a day of joyful walking and heaps of easy laughter. xo
Instead of charcoal and brushes and paper towels, water and paint, there was sandpaper, a Dremel, more sandpaper, olive oil, a torn paper bag (for buffing) and a new-to-me glue called PaleoBond. Along with a lot of studying of fossil images to see how this little one might have been splayed if she had been fossilized. It's an incomplete skeleton, and the bones have been arranged largely to suit my sense of composition, so they are likely all in the wrong places. And it is an unnerving, daunting task to take two rare things (a beautiful burl and a precious skeleton) and then do stuff to them. Oy! But it seems, in the end, a relic-worthy setting for a bird long lost in the sand.
About the art: beginning with a colored-pencil sketch on gesso'd wood, adding layers upon layers and watching her personality emerge. A little sprinkling of gold leaf on the horn, and a tidying layer of paint.
Of course, sometimes there must be caution and boundary setting and reasonableness. But in general, creatively, adventurously, experientially, saying yes has enriched my life beyond words. And keeps me within sight of the heart of my aliveness. Hmmmmmmm, yes as the fountain of youth?
About the art: beginning with a photograph, roughly sketched with charcoal and then spread with a water-laden brush. Slowly adding acrylic paint, sometimes full strength and then diluted. Liberal use of water sprayer, squeegee, fingers and paper towels. Stepping away often; resisting the desire to overly define.