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...

2 comments:

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.