Monday, August 27, 2012

This Is The First Day Of My Life.


I can't really say that this is the resulting piece from my live painting event, as what was on the canvas at the end of that differs dramatically from this, but the main elements were started there. And those main elements that remain....(Drumroll please) are the two white arcs that nearly meet in the off-center of the piece. That's right. I worked for two hours, painted almost an entire piece...only to paint almost completely over it about an hour later.

And while some might look at that and wonder if it's a waste...if it's depressing or disappointing...but really it's not. Sometimes it's a struggle working through a piece, especially when you don't have a clear goal...but it's a struggle of the mind, working things out, thinking, receiving jolts of excitement and melancholy, trying out ideas and realizing visualization. It's a struggle, but it's a struggle in the same way as a long hiking trip. The struggle is part of the adventure, and without it, you miss something.

While only a little bit of the original piece shows through, the ending piece would never have happened without the previous two hours of investigation.

The finished piece is a sort of love story. Two "swans" meeting, the title inspired by a "love at first sight" song...


What started as a purple city turned into a beautiful representation of love...and I don't know if I would have gotten there any other way






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