The past couple of weeks feel like months, yet they flew by. As odd as that sounds, I'll bet you can all relate somehow. MiMi is home now for 2 weeks and we have found some sort of normal for this phase. She may not be able to communicate much but you can see in her smile, she is not in pain. She's happy and comfortable. Hospice folks come and go 2 times a week for now and there has been a steady flow of family coming to share and understand. It's happy and sad, exhausting but enlightening, confusing yet very clear what we have to do. So we do it.
But I broke out the paint this week while I had the time and strayed away from "watching Bob Ross and painting with him" I decided to take one of my favorite photos and paint from it. I wish I'd have taken more photos while I painted (or video taped it, but I didn't) but here's where I am now.
I LOVE My Rocks (or mountains if you will) These are rocks that I've seen and touched in my life (back in our rock climbing days . . or should I say MY rock climbing days, since my husband still gets out there whenever he can) and we have always loved Yosemite Valley.
I like my big rocks so much, and my trees, while not perfect, are reflecting of a style that I have been working on (used only the knife) and I think I did well with them. I need another layer of trees and then the WATER. I'm not sure how to "start again" now that the paint is dry. So the underlayer of the river is there. I even put in a rock or two underwater. But now I need to "wet" it again so that I can complete the foreground.
When I wet the canvas now (or I'm really wetting the dry paint) I know I'm not going to make that paint wet again, but that will now be my base layer. Upon which any new paint will need to slide to make it look like water. . . . I'm afraid to start again. . . but I will.
Help me share the Joy . . . Kay