One of the square paintings finished (?) recently. Hard to tell when something is finished. I feel like I want to get muddier and brighter. Yeah. Are you ever happy? Is this the critic? Or is it pushing myself to another level? I'm not mad at myself or anything. Just pushing it: more darks and lights. More. Push.
Anyways, another interesting thing ... there is a free series of writing classes at the library.Tonight is the only night I can go. I did get the homework (yup, I'm pretty hungry for it) and one of the assignments was to choose a color randomnly, take a 15 minute walk and look for that color. I closed my eyes, stuck my hand into a bag of markers and pulled out violet.
Nothing particularly new about this exercise. But I nearly got lost in my own neighborhood. I was so lost in the world of looking.
So, try it, again or anew. A wonderful eye opener. Ha.
