The poem I wrote last week settled something deep inside me. It also opened a gate of craziness, a joyful one. I wrote, I painted, I breathed.
So, today, I’m sharing this post with Art for Fun Friday, hosted by Gillena at Lunch Break and Friday Writings, hosted by Poets and Storytellers United.
For Art for Fun Friday:
A month or so ago I bought a package of canvasses of different sizes online. I didn’t read the descriptions carefully so disappointment was mine when they were delivered to our door. I thought they would be canvasses stapled to frames. Oh, well. Next time. They were cheap, so I kept them for those times I want to throw caution to the side and let the visual artist in me explore, experiment, enjoy.
Wow, I really said that: artist. It did not come easy to believe.
Okay, back to topic. This painting is Exploration #1.
Yesterday, I globbed pastels, crayons, and acrylic makers onto an 8x10 canvas. Yuck. Today, I turned the painting upside down and continued onward, painting with water colors and a bit of white acrylics. Fun!
For Friday Writings:
Who says wreaths
have to,
must always
be,
round
circular
a 360 degree line?
Who says?
Square.
Triangular.
Rhombus-shaped.
Imagine.
Who says.
So, what?
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Cheers, One and All! ❤️
Luz the art and poetry Susieee. Thanks for linking to Art For Fun Friday
ReplyDeleteThank you, Gillena! 😁
DeleteMy favorite is a huge puffy wreath made from stiff chiffon fabric ... by my sister! I love your art and your words! Cheers.
ReplyDeleteOoooh, a puffy wreath, I like that. You’ve got me thinking of Anne Shirley’s puffy sleeves.
DeleteI can feel the joy in all of this post – lovely!
ReplyDelete❤️ Thank you, Rosemary!
DeleteDid you really plant those red shoes with some succulents or is that a picture? I love it either way and your other paintings. Your poem is wonderful and following its wisdom has taken you to the beauty that is uniquely you.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Debi, for the kind words. Mama’s shoes had curled up so I painted them and turned them into planters, which, of course, I had to place under the box. :-)
DeleteWho says, indeed! And what right do they have? Love the poem. And, like Debi, I hope the succulent cuttings are growing in the shoes.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Magaly! Yep, I turned Mama’s shoes into planters. So much better than tossing them out. 😀
DeleteAwesome!
DeleteLovely exploring art ~ love the first one ~ with the wooden shoes ~ Xo
ReplyDeleteWishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
Thank you, Carol! Cheers!
DeleteA whole new world has opened up for me, Liz. Old dogs can be taught new tricks!
ReplyDeleteNice art and poetry -Christine cmlk79.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteThanks, Christine!
DeleteI love the joyful celebration of creativity here! Let those wreaths take any shape they'd like.
ReplyDeleteSweet, Rommy! ❤️
DeleteThose shoes made me laugh. There’s no place like home.
ReplyDeleteCool, Linda! 😀
DeleteArt can be great fun. Imagination has no limits. I like what you are doing. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, dsnake1! I’m having lots of fun.
DeleteMom nature says they must. Did you ever see a square flower?
ReplyDeleteBut Susie, you could draw/paint one that way. :)
A tulip is kind of square before it opens up. :-)
DeleteThese paintings are amazing!
ReplyDeleteThank you, JYP!
DeleteWho says wreaths have to be rhombus-shaped?! Enjoyed this post, Susie! And your painting process :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Sunra!
Deletecool! I wmiled when I read that you turned the painting upside down and continued to paint. It worked quite well I think :)
ReplyDeleteHehe. It’s my new thing now. Turn, turn, turn, turn, until I see what wants to be.
DeleteThe shoe planters are so great and I see in the comments that they were your mama's so that makes them even more wonderful.
ReplyDeleteSallie, I like to believe Mama’s Spirit’s thinks so, too.
DeleteSu-sieemac - so happy for you that you found inspiration and joy! You did not let disappointment get in your way.
ReplyDeleteAngie, do you remember an old song with the chorus “I pick myself up,/
DeleteDust myself off,/Start all over again.”? I feel that way.
Seriously therapeutic to be able to go full on creative and exhale! Glad you could do it!
ReplyDeleteMe, too, Rajani. I’m new at this.
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ReplyDeleteWho, indeed? It's your wreath--have fun!
You can count on it, Priscilla. Fun, that is.
DeleteI’m a smiling fan of square wreaths and soulful succulent soles! You rock, Su-with-an-E.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Roxy with a Y
DeleteThis is a beautiful post and the art is excellent.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
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