Tea Leaves
This is a 6″x8″ mixed media painting on paper covered canvas. The sides are .5″ and are painted red. This painting is $75 + shipping and is available HERE.
Nanny
Read me my tea leaves
Tell me my fortune
Tell me my future
Like you used to
From your old china cups
Nanny
I wish you could read me my tea leaves
You’ve been gone too long
I can’t even remember the fortunes you told me
I can’t remember what my future had held for me
And I can’t remember the words you read me
Words I willed you to say at the time
Not even distant memories
Comfort me, Nanny
With your magic words
Tell me my fortune
A Hipstamatic View Of The Lake
Well, I have returned from my week at the lake. I am so ready to get back to work. I did plan on painting while I was away but it just didn’t happen this year. I did play around with my iphone app ‘Hipstamatic’ (the coolest app out there).
Here are some photos of this year’s week at the lake:
THE DRIVE TO THE LAKE.
“ARE WE THERE YET?”
OUR ROOM
ME
SCARLETT
OFF THEY GO
IMOGEN ON THE BEACH
MERMAIDS
CRAB GIRL
ME AGAIN
BLACK AND WHITE IMOGEN
OUR MORNING VIEW
CHRIS
A MAN AND HIS CASTLE
GOODNIGHT SUNSHINE
THE END
THE ART WALK … (and something free for you)
Well, 2010 Whyte Ave Art Walk is upon us again and I am busy, busy, busy! I have tons of new postcards and reproductions AND of course originals for sale! Stop by and say ‘hi’ and if you tell me that you read my blog, I will give you two 4″x6″ postcards for free + 10% off any purchase over $50.
I am really looking forward to the weekend but I have to be honest, I am a little afraid about the weather. It has been POURING here. My paintings do not like water very much! SO cross your fingers for me and sing ‘rain, rain go away don’t come back till art walk is done’.
Here is an article about me
A FELLOW ARTIST SHOUT OUT !
I just wanted to take this time to shout out about few artists that have supported and/or inspired me the last little while, please check out their blogs and tell them I sent you:
Summer Beauty
This is a 24″x 22″ mixed media painting on wood. SOLD
maria@mariapacewynters.com
This painting is more about how Imogen feels standing at the edge of sleep and less about all the things I do for her or give her to help her battle those fears.
In my previous paintings of her, I have loaded her down with protective garb, companions and good luck charms but in this one, she is vulnerable and alone in her cotton nightie and stark surroundings. There is no one there to hold her hand, keep her warm or protected.
Imogen feels so alone when she sleeps. I wish I could accompany her in her slumber but I guess the closest I can come to do that is to just by holding her next to me when she comes to sleep in our bed in the middle of the night. Maybe when I let her crawl into our bed, I am in her dreams. Her ‘warrior’ mommy, her ‘hold the lantern’ mommy, her ‘I am always here mommy and her ‘I will never turn you away’ mommy.
That fear is one less for her to feel, just by sliding over in bed and welcoming her tiny little body into a spot next to mine. In fact, ever since I started doing just that, she seems to be needing it less and less.
To Catch A Glimpse
This is a 12″x16 ” mixed media painting on a wood stretcher. The sides are 1.5″ and are red. This painting is $280 + shipping and is available HERE
There is something about this poise that I love. I have painted it before and called it Waiting.
He is watching her. She pretends not to notice but holds her breath in anticipation as she attempts to look back over her raised shoulder to catch a glimpse of him watching her.
You Are The One
This is 3″x5″mixed media painting on paper covered canvas. The sides are painted red and are 1.5″ deep. This painting is $50 and is available HERE.
Ballet Face
This is a 3″X5″ mixed media painting on canvas. The sides are 1.5″ deep and are painted pale vintage green. This painting is SOLD
I love watching the faces of new ballerinas. These are the girls that have made that shift from ‘taking a ballet class’ to ‘being a ballerina in training’. Imogen has made that shift. When I peek through the window of her class to catch a glimpse of her, unaware that I am watching (unlike parent days when she is constantly looking to me for a wink or a nod), she is so fierce with concentration that it is breathtaking. This is serious ballet business and she is serious about her business. Her eyes are so intense and sometimes, when they are doing skips or gallops, her mouth is held in a strained and unnatural way. (Something that obviously disappears as they get better at their craft, I have yet to see a professional ballerina stick her tongue out to the side of her mouth as she takes her curtain call curtsey.)
