Not Quite The New Moon…


I had been thinking that maybe this would be my New Moon piece this month…but here it is, Friday, and that’s not what She wants to be.

This is actually a reclaimed canvas (although it is MDF board).

Underneath all the abstracty goodness is… a portrait…which I had painted over top of a plethora of sunflower petals taken from the sunflowers I grew myself.

Sunflowers are one of my most favorite flowers.  I love yellow flowers, but there is something about sunflowers, especially the mammoth ones, and the reddish ones lately, that just make my heart melt.

I had never been all that enamored of the whimsical portrait I had originally done on this piece, but I have always loved the texture of those flower petals.  One thing I wanted to make sure of was that I kept that texture in the finished piece.

Here are some detail shots of this piece:


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And this–this is the Spiderman Bubba…he had to make sure that he was included in the pictures…so–here he is…


A New Sort Of Space

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This note is basically for myself–because this piece doesn’t quite look the same any more.

It’s done with lots of acrylic paints and collage–and oil pastels.  Well, I knew going in that oil pastels could be fixed and not sealed…but I went ahead with my usual plan of action anyway–which is a quick spray to fix things into place–and a light buffing of wax to seal it.  I wasn’t expecting to genuinely seal in the oil pastel…but I was thinking to use light light pressure and not smear off all the work I did on the darn mushrooms in this piece (the mushrooms are a piece of collage from a children’s book we had around here…).

I LOVE how this piece evolved and ended up–before ‘sealing’…and I am excited to see where I can take this process further…minus oil pastels in my art journal…and probably anywhere else as well…

This is a place I have been wanting to get to for a very long time, in some fashion or other…and then…it just shows up out of nowhere.

They tell you not to overthink things…I was overthinking something that had nothing to do with what my hands were doing at all…I was mulling over an entirely different issue…and I allowed my hands to do as they wished….and this is where they took me…without any conscious thought at all.

I wonder where they will continue to take me from here…