Friday, March 17, 2017

Countin' Flowers on the Wall. That Don't Bother Me at All

I've been working on a series of paintings lately. Of course, I'm not a good painter. I just like to play with color and put some of the scary things swirling around in my head on to a canvass. I didn't used to paint or draw much because I worried that I wasn't that good, and I didn't want people to think that I thought that I was. I had been ignoring what my mom always told me, "Who cares what anyone thinks!" I got older and the beauty part of being in your 50's is that you finally do not give a damn what anyone else might think about you. So, I draw and paint now and it never comes out like I envision it in my brain and I'm not that great at it, but the more I do it, the better I get and I love playing with paint. Now, I am painting a series of flowers on 20x 20 canvasses with acrylics. The first one I finished last week and it is called Chicory.

I started the second one on Tuesday. I loved the first background I painted for it, but it was ultimately too light.

So I went over it with some darker grays and I like it too. I'll show you the finished product whenever I get it done.

We'll see how long the next one takes...


CHE said...

Nice paintings! I'd gladly have them replace the awful monet prints that my family thinks is good art. BTW, I am not a roboto!

Tara Coady said...

Thanks, Che. Yeah. Unless you've changed since high school or since the last time I saw you, I'm pretty sure you aren't Mr. Roboto.