I’ve been indulging in the luxury of pure color, swiped thickly on to my boards and manipulated with sticks, painting knives, brushes and rags. I’m going to have to make room on some shelves for all of the pieces I’m painting; the inspiration is plentiful and I’m making stacks and stacks of new studies as well as full size paintings.
I think color touches our brains and bodies in a way which is elemental and mysterious. I don’t understand it, but I know when color is joyful, quiet, happy or brash. And I’m rediscovering how much I love placing multiple abstract paintings together in a grouping to make it look like I’m hinting at a story with multiple chapters.
I want to create a narrative with my abstracts, but I’m having a hard time doing that. With these, I tried to just put down color without judgment, and see what started to remind me of something. Nothing really spoke to me, except just joy and life. I guess that’s good enough for a start!
Here’s to color, and to inspiration!