As the title says, the 'office' today is the back step, shielded from the sun, the dogs moving from shady grass to sunny grass and back again. Today there is a breeze, albeit a hot breeze, but it's movement and it ruffles my thin shirt and tousles my unkempt Sunday hair and feels most excellent on my warm skin.
This is the piece I had hoped to finish today so that I can box it up and send it on it's way to Victoria tomorrow, along with the other 2 pieces I shared with you yesterday. The last few drops of ink are drying on it and then I flip this bad boy over, install some picture wire on the back and house all 3 of them lovingly in brown paper, hugged by an ugly box for their journey further west.
After painting for almost 16 years, I would have thought that maybe I would be able to put my finger on exactly what it is that makes a piece 'click'. Sometimes the process is effortless. I get lost shaping random forms and filling in color; dark here, lighter there, more spatter, a wonky ink line, and then I step back and it's better than I was trying for. Or different. Or not what I was going for at all and I don't like it at all. Sometimes I think it's the drawing, or too much or the lack of an under-painting. Maybe I didn't spend enough time defining the shadows. Maybe it was too much time.
I still don't know what it is. But I know it when I see it, and I see it in this piece. I'm almost sad to send it away. I love the hiding giraffe, and the Chinese dragon peeking out from behind the little white horse. That happens sometime. But then I imagine the delight of the right buyer that sees it and exclaims: that's IT!!
The studio is shutting down for a couple of days. I leave for New Brunswick on Wednesday to enjoy some east coast beach time and partake in the post-wedding celebration of a good friend. And hopefully ingest some lobster poutine. Yes, that is a thing, and it is damn delicious.
Stay cool, stay caffeinated and stay napped.