Finally I Was Able To Paint

Having not had a case of the flu in a very long time I had forgotten just how bad it can be. I have been sick and miserable for two weeks now.

And although I found times where, having had more sleep than I wanted, I was sitting in front of my easel cleaning brushes and tidying up. Painting though just wasn’t in the cards. When I felt well enough my hands were shaky and I couldn’t put the tissues down.

Last night was the first time I was able to paint and enjoy it. No shaking and thank you very much no tissues!

I have wanted to work on a new series for months. The problem was that this series is not one I wanted to tackle when I was longing for spring. Strange, you would think the winter would have given me that, but in the winter all I think about is spring. Now that the sun is out and it is hot and humid again I found my muse was ready to get started.

I have a stash of photos of cemetery angels and I want to give them life. I know, what drives me to these things. Don’t worry I wonder about me too!

This is the first of the series. The second is already drawn on canvas and ready to go. I have set my pencils aside for a bit. Instead I am using Pitt artist pens with the brush tip and India ink in water brushes. I also have a Chinese ink pot that you rub to create sumi ink and I have gotten out my Chinese brushes to use it as well. Now I am waiting for all of the ink to dry and set before I put a wash of color down and get started.

It just feels so good to be feeling better. I’m off now to take a hot cup of coffee and sit in the sunshine. I need a lot of sunshine right now.  Sunshine – the healing rays of mother nature.