Bought a new toy this weekend. Dr Ph Martin’s concentrated watercolor in indigo. Started splattering and indulging in the glorious blue color all over the page. To be honest, it was a mess to start with. But slowly, her eyes emerged, then her nose, her mouth and suddenly she appeared…. and I spent the rest of Sunday gloriously doodling away… couldn’t have asked for a more beautiful way to spend a lazy Sunday…
We are facing stormy days.. feels like there is some kind of protest springing up around the country everyday. And we are flitting from one craziness to the next. Sometimes I wonder when I will wake up from this nightmare.
As always when I paint my girls, I have no idea in mind. Simply a posture I am interested in. And when she emerges, she has a message for me. In this case, a poem from Atticus.
“There was a storm in her eyes
Rocky seas from a hundred stormy nights
But also there was a light
A warm wind
From a distant shore
So that’s where I headed
Towards the light
That shone in her eyes
With gentle seas.”