What a great day! What are the odds that it ran over into the "effectiveness column" of that list I keep about "why artists paint the way they do"? What scales were tipped because it was a great day? Did I paint with more confidence? Did I paint with abandon, and not even care? Oh yeah, wait, that's what abandon means, right? Were my brush strokes stronger, more definitive? Did I find that great and perfect contrast of values? Was I smiling because it was a great day, and then the colors became even brighter, friendlier, than normal? Was it such a great day that I sensed the attitude of this simple little compostion, and added to it, rather than obsessing over whether it was correct?
Whew, that all makes me question attitude in realms other than painting---what if I operated on every day being a great day, even if most of what was on the schedule was just paying bills and cleaning the house? (Work with enthusiasm, as though you were working for the Lord rather than for people, eh? (Ephesians 6:7) What would happen then?!
Ok, here's a painting for you:
Little Canvas, Swirly Red Skirt, 12 x 12 inches, acrylic painting on canvas
Later, Cooper
