What I’m loving about acrylic painting is that you can completely wreck something in every way: colors don’t jive, composition is all over the place and the texture products you tried so that a certain effect would happen sort of … didn’t. And yet! The surface has a new life, thanks to the power of covering it up and starting again! This was painted on a 6×6″ piece of acrylic canvas paper.
Do my trees in every medium I’ve tried need lots of work? Sure. But in this case, its past life, and all of that texture and depth underneath this painting actually helped it seem like more of a completed work. Perfect background? Far from it. But hey, it was resurrected from the trash! So I am saying yay today, even though my trees still wanna leaf.
And so art, once again, is a metaphor for life: We may have layers that aren’t perfect, or even pretty, but the lessons learned add layers of depth, understanding, warmth and compassion, making us more beautiful, even as the years go by. I hope your Wednesday is wonderful and that you and your trees are dancing like they mean it! Peace.