I meant to begin posting daily for Art Every Day Month starting on November 1. But some things came up and I couldn't, and now it's November 4. I guess it's going to have to be "Art Every Day I Can Get To It Month." Life is too short, and much too sweet, to only do things I can be absolutely perfect at. (That would be: none. HA)
I'm taking a class with Julie Prichard and Chris Cozen called Texture Town and just getting caught up on some of the lessons. In this one we are creating "implied texture" using paint, stencils and stamps. I carved the rose-shaped stamp used here myself, and since I was determined to use materials I had on hand for this class, the medium is chipboard and the grey paint is a mixture of red and green (I didn't have grey).
This is my third series of classes with Julie and Chris. They work a lot in layers and blending, and this particular project has yielded something of an epiphany for me. After applying, removing and reapplying several layers of paint, stencil, gel, the final painting began to reveal itself to me. I didn't have to decide when it was done; the final work seemed to be there, kind of magically, saying, "Here I am!" So there was, of course, no question of "done." (Would you ask a person on the street if they were done?)
To say I love it, because of the process, would be putting it mildly. And I know it's not, you know, "the day the earth stood still" or anything. But for me it kind of was.