Having spent the week painting with
the amazing Wayne Boucher
and a talented bunch of artists
I am amazed my stones got done!
A white beauty stained and scarred.
I certainly got stained hands and clothes
at painting this week
at my age am certainly scarred!
All week long as we painted we were
to turn our paintings to get fresh perspectives.
So why not turn a photo upside down.
I think this is my favourite this week.
At one point our wise master interrupted me
and suggested I insert a tiny amount of pink into a painting.
I think my exclamation of surprise
got the message through that pink was not my colour.
So in honour of Wayne
here is some pink.
This black beauty could really be a talisman
that I might carry with me wherever I go.
Which makes me think
as I handle these stones individually
I am getting very attached to them.
I am pondering whether to scatter my stones on the floor
when Judy and I hang our show at
The Mary E. Black gallery next year.
However, I might not be able to leave quite a few of them there!
They are becoming my heart.
The embroidery behind Stone Pathways this week
was stitched under the strict supervision
of the nuns at the convent in Belgium
when I was about nine years old.
Oh, look.....more pink!