I love to paint on everything (not always to everyones pleasure I must admit)… I paint on walls, on furnuture, on floors. And I also always paint the outside of my journals. I love the black background. Often I start by dumping the paint I will not be using anymore that day on these surfaces. In the end there is always a new painting! Voila!
Here lives art
Poetry by her side
But most of all
The joy for life
We may not feel her
All the times
But search every corner
And she will lift her veil
To bless us all
mixed media, collage on wood
I painted these three women on my bathroomdoor.
Every time I’m sitting there I wonder who they are and what they are doing there.
Sometimes they are three friends sitting in a park, gossipping.
Other times they are three sisters, all very different with different styles and hobbies.
Sometimes I think I know them and I give them names.
But they can also be total strangers watching a play, which they dont’t find equally interesting.
It’s totally up to me to make a new story every time I see them.
And that’s exactly what I love so much about art: that storymaking, whether on paper, using letters or lines and colors, or only in your head while watching something else.
Have a nice week! Invent some stories!