30 Paintings in 30 days
Day 11
Who can believe January is disappearing around the corner so fast? It seems to me I just painted in the New Year.
Today I painted at the local club for artists in Barrie. There was a woman there doing some intuitive painting and clearly she was having a ball.
I loved watching her.
When we are around people who are doing what they love you catch fire the way a dry log does when laid in a bed of red hot coals. For a time it seems like nothing is happening.
Then poof! Flames burst forth and the warmth begins to spread.
By the time I'd talked a bit, answered the phone a few times (I was this afternoon's volunteer receptionist ) I was raring to begin.
Whipped out my gear, pawed through my gear, and discovered I had everything but ... the canvas. I knew where it was. I could see it laying on the table by the door.
Oh" no," I cried," I can't believe I forgot my canvas!"
I really couldn't believe it. I mean how could you forget the the thing you planned to paint on all afternoon. It's a staple for oil painting. I couldn't go home because I had a job to do.
The intuitive painting lady went out to her car, came back in with a canvas, propped it on in my easel. Then she went on her merry way without a backward glance.
Artist's are so kind ...
We'll eventually catch up with each other . When we do I'll prop a canvas on her easel.
So with the help of a new friend here is today's treasure
Alice Edwards 1949 --
Making Contact
12" x 16"
oil on stretched canvas
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