Today’s nudge from Effy is to share something that feels like an autobiography.
I consider all of my art to be fragments from my soul, but this one especially holds a special place. Not only is it one of my largest paintings to date, but the idea for it arrived so ferociously that I *had* to bring it to life.
So, I did. Right down to taking a hammer straight to the mirror.
Yesterday I missed a day in this Blog Along project for the very first time. I’m not stressing on it. I missed because I was busy doing life living things. From crystal shops and sushi with my parents to a great Facebook live painting with friends and white russians.
Last night’s PanArt Live crew:
I ended up doing a painting of my spin on Dr. Jackyll/Mr. Hyde. I don’t paint men often (as in I can probably count on one hand all the times I have). I think it’s because, as a woman, I struggle to relate. Painting it live was a little nerve-wracking just because of the lack of experience. It all came together though and I’m really excited about this painting!
(The before and afters.)
Today I’m having a much more low key day that includes cleaning and re-arranging my altar.