Sentiment and Chaos
I have been culling "stuff" since the first of the year. I actually like doing it once I get started, but boy can I procrastinate. Week before last I came across a drawer full of folders of my "children's" school work from Montessori school, and this painting by my son in his required 7th grade art class. I don't know if he was copying another piece, or painting from his imagination, but I am impressed with the color scheme, contrasts (hue AND value) as well as the broken colors in the foreground and on the train engine itself. When I asked if he wanted it after all these years, his texted response was "God,No." So I'll probably send it to an art studio to be re-cycled. I've been happy to have it where I can see it in my painting area.
This is the piece I've been working on when I get to TheBonnyStudio. It is a visualization of how our move feels to me. Oppressive weight on all sides, as if in a deep, dark cave. (An interesting cave, but still a dark and weighty one!). Then there is, I hope, a bright future ahead of us. With some glittery surprises, and situations and areas that are completely different from the cave. There were times during the painting of it when I thought this might devolve into a Boschian portrait of one or more circles in Hell.
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he new fly in the ointment is that my engine light came on Monday, and despite having the car for more than a day, the repair shop can't FIND the "leak" the sensor thought it sensed. Mmmph. The last time this happened it cost a fortune. (Are Toyota hoses made out of molybdenum or something? Kevlar?) If they don't have it fixed by morning I believe we will take it to a DEALER and see if we can make a trade in deal on our NEW car before the reset light comes back on.If it isn't one thing....
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