Rumors of Rain and Intersections

Fourth Layer: Blue branch shapes

Third Layer: Soft blue grey organic shapes and pale green color fields

Second Layer: Spray painted blue and pale green forms

First Layer: Double coated flat color primer

That is just a brief visual rundown of where the painting is and has been so far. I'm at the stage where I'm adding in some bolder branch shapes that intersect, overlap and dodge behind other forms. In case anyone was wondering about my process...no, I don't sketch these out beforehand. In fact as I get to each form- thats when I reach for a pencil and draw out the form to be, right before it gets painted. I work intuitively on my composition, breaking up shapes and space. Sometimes mistakes make happy discoveries. For instance my paintbrush was fully loaded with paint and bumped into the canvas accidentally where I had not planned it and I felt like I had to make a plan B or escape route to fix my mistake. I ended up really liking what the form was doing. My work is very "intuitive", thats the best way to describe it.

A friend asked me if I was random with my work... and in some ways yes and some ways no. The theme I am working with and the meaning behind it is planned and symbolic (oh us artists and our symbolism!) and I use elements to further push that theme but I don't pre-plan where shapes are going too far in advance and I think that is what is magical about my work...to me anyway.

Today- more layers, different colors. You are starting to see the madness, I am digging myself into a hole and then having to dig myself out.

Looks like rain in the forecast which is just perfect for time in the studio painting away. Happy Saturday, I'll update the new piece soon!

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