Playing Around

One Done

Begin Another

Splish Splash

A major portion of my time is taken up with space gazing. I had just finished placing some pieces of light coloured tissue paper on my new triplet and I stood back to do some space gazing. The spaces in between need darker mixtures of patterning something like the happy accidents I am using on “The Eye of the Needle”. Yes. I gazed at my pile of folded colour. I assessed the area that needed covering on the three canvases. Ah,oh. No. There was definitely a shortage of material. Matching what has previously been done is next to impossible. For one thing I simply do not remember the order of sequence in which I placed the colours in the first batch, nor their intensity. I looked at the pieces carefully, examining the pigments closely to determine the selection of paints I would use. Identifying the colours is not the real problem. I use basically the same colours again and again. It was the sequence that bothered me. I assembled the necessary equipment: four inch house painting brushes, cheap inch bristle brushes, small plastic garbage bags that I have cut open and wrinkled excessively, tissue paper also wrinkled excessively and acrylics that have been liquefied in an abundance of water. The tissue paper becomes the binding for the paint. It would not hold together otherwise because too much water renders the binding in the paint useless. The other problem with matching is that the wrinkling is never the same. A third is the application of the paint is unique as well. A fourth is the quality of tissue paper. I looked at my colours. I was running out of burnt sienna. I meandered over to the shelf where I store those jars and chanced upon a new pigment: burnt orange. Mmmm. Let’s consider the possibilities. Matching is difficult if not impossible. Why match? Delightful shivers ran up and down my spine at the prospect of exploring new possibilities. Fun! Let’s play! Are you with me?