acrylic on matboard
This is a scrape over scrape—not so much “less is more,” but the layers add some interest, perhaps. The scraper I used had a wacky edge, which created the lines, which led to the title.
acrylic, marker on Bristol ATC 3.5×2.5″
I did a little “leftover” scrape of paint on this and embellished with a few markers while listening to “All Things Considered” yesterday. Another mass shooting, another day of ridiculousness in Congress, another death of a musical icon of my earlier life. Falling.
magnetic word play
I spent some time playing with magnetic poetry tiles this week. I found them somewhere amid the slap-together-studio piles of things that I’m still discovering more than a year after our move. And, as luck would have it, today I also found the perfect sized frame and glass that I needed for a painting that’s been underway for a few months (but that will have to wait for its debut).
This is the magnetic word play daily jane “red night vision,” which also happens to be the title of the painting mentioned above.
This is one of the poems I wrote last week for my online poetry MOOC. I wrote a good bit of it before the assignment came out because I needed to do it for myself. To fit the assignment, I had to revise and add. This is the result. Not sure it’s done, but it’s what I submitted.
I know, it’s an image. Not very helpful. If you click on the image on this page, it will take you to the full-sized image, which is still kind of small. While pressing and holding the Ctrl key on your keyboard, also click the “+” key and it will zoom in a little more each time you click.
digital photo
And now here is the unfurled Rose of Sharon in all her beauty. I decided to crop it a little and zoom in for a more interesting (to me) view of it. I flicked a few beetles off of the shrub recently, but they have done their damage and will likely continue. At least blooms are still surviving.
digital photo
And the third photo of the Rose of Sharon. I can’t tell if the Japanese beetles have made this flower fold in upon itself and it won’t open, or if this is the stage before it opens, or if this is the stage after it’s been open (although I don’t think so, because it’s just starting to bloom…). In any case, still lots of beauty in form and color and line.