Sometimes I listen to that voice. And sometimes I ignore it.
Abstract Apple and Pear I
Acrylic on canvas board, 11 inches x 14 inches
Available for purchase here
Above is the finished work. Here is how I originally saw it:
I had called it finished weeks ago. Varnished it, photographed it, ready to share. But deep down something was bugging me and so it sat in my studio while I worked on other projects.
And then I had a rotten afternoon, one that ties my stomach in knots. It really wasn't anything that horrible, just worry. Things in the past. Things that could happen in the future. Things I really can't change.
I was feeling hurt and a little angry. So I went into my happy place (the studio) and grabbed this painting, and threw myself a pity party at the expense of this poor piece of canvas.
I smeared black paint on the apple and the pear. Oh dear. I wiped some of it off (better than wiping tears, I suppose). I had a long talk with myself while I carefully scratched a black outline around the fruit with the edge of the palette knife. When I started to feel better, I grabbed some cheerful teal blue, flicking it here and there with my palette knife.
It wasn't the painting I originally envisioned, but in the end, I liked it better. Sometimes, life is like that.
Bonus: The cropped image is so fun, I might have to try this again someday, this time on purpose.