I am chasing the natural lighting in my studio.
This painting is far from being complete.
As the only invitation a find attractive to "getting my art on" in the sunlight that appears through the window for a short period of time.
"Hello, sunshine!" my soul appears alert and eager to create...
This painting is defiantly evolving.
Nothing like what I started to portray, the story line keepings changing.
I also have been working with "out of the usual" color scheme for me.
This does not make me feel uncomfortable or out of place.
I ask myself why?
because these days... I FEEL ANYTHING BUT COMFORTABLE or in place.
I am finding this out, as I am totally present, productively painting this canvas.
I live outside myself.
The person that is seen by others is judged, mistreated, and disliked by the impact this chronic illness has had on their selfish lives.
Boy, what a story this painting will have to tell once it is completed.
It is a shame, I have feelings too.
Tomorrow another day. Another day of available light.