I have a sister who paints. She does all kinds of creative things, including singing and songwriting and yodeling, but lately she’s been on a roll with the painting and I’ve been following her progress on Facebook. Earlier this week, my daughter was over here sorting tie-dye and came to find me as I was checking Facebook, so I showed her the work on her Aunt’s page. She admired it and said, “You know, you could just get off Facebook and paint something yourself.”
“What, right now?” I said.
“Sure,” she said, “Why not?”
“I should just get up and get out a canvas and some paints and … paint something? Just like that?”
“Just like that.”
She made it sound easy, and even though the last thing she made sound easy was NaNoWriMo, which turned out to be rather difficult, I decided she might be right about this, and invited her to join me. She was delighted. She paints for the fun of it all the time.
I moved quickly, before I could talk myself out of it, and got some supplies from my creative space, which is so full of supplies, there is no room to actually do anything in there. My daughter helped me carry canvases, palettes and paints to the dining room table. We chose small canvases, so we wouldn’t be intimidated. Okay, I chose small canvases, because I’m saving the larger ones for a time when I might actually have some skill. My daughter would not be intimidated by any canvas, but they were my supplies and she had to take what she could get.
She jumped right in, squirting blues and purples on her palette and painting her feelings in an abstract style. I squirted some Titanium White on my palette, followed by some cool primaries and some warm primaries. I figured that would give me plenty of options, but I still had no idea what to paint. There was no time to set up a still life and it was too wet to paint outdoors. I couldn’t back out at that point – my acrylics were drying on the palette – so I splashed on a sky.
I ended up painting a lot of sky, with a field, a hillside and a tiny house. The point is, I painted. I can’t improve if I never paint. Thanks to my daughter, and the Facebook influence of my sister, I painted.
It might need some happy little trees.