Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Into The Woods, or Flying Girl Goes on Her Own Two Feet

Into The Woods, or Flying Girl Goes on Her Own Two Feet
12/02/08
Golden Fluid Acrylic.

Look at this. She's not flying.

Feet on the ground?

Here's to hoping. I think she's got what she needs. I think she doesn't need to live on dreams and ideas, but is close enough to the goal to focus on the here and now, and it won't be too long before she can see through those trees and find her way there.

This was inspired, by M. Heart and one of her lovely photo. Thanks for the inspiration, darling. Hope you don't mind I stole your walk for my Flying Girl.

Did you notice I took a break yesterday?

Didn't write. Didn't post. Didn't paint.

Okay, well I painted last night, but not the night before. And I didn't post here, but I've been spending a lot of time over at Burning Lines... where I've been having a lot of fun contributing to a group story. Oh look! There's another installment. I wonder what they've done to my favorite characters this time and if I'm gonna have to bring someone back from the dead. It's like watching a tv show, but being able to have a hand in the outcome.

What else did I do yesterday and today? I made play clay and the kids and I made some snowmen and a Christmas tree. I had G draw what he wanted for Christmas. He drew many many robots, cookies, and a train. Ivy, when you ask her what she is drawing, just says, "draw." as if it's obvious it's a drawing. I also roasted a chicken. Woohey. Plus, I've been doing a lot of planning. I've got some major, real projects coming up and I have to get on the ball and figure out the steps I need to take. It's a challenge, but I think I am ready.

Just like FG, hmm?

7 comments:

Son of Incogneato said...

Wow! Fantastic colors and comp, Rowena. It literally took my breath away. Love the broad brushstrokes as well. One of your best!

Marta said...

Being in the air is amazing, but sometimes it is just as grand to be on the ground.

Geoff Schutt said...

Eleanor says: "I think I know what the girl is thinking, because I am thinking the same thing."

Eleanor's Biographer has learned to listen, and not argue, and therefore, looks closer into the painting ... breathes in the colors, the sense of place, all that he can.

Steve Emery said...

I really like this one! I think it's particularly interesting that FG is dressed in a lovely GREEN while she enters the grey forest, devoid of green. She's bringing her own spring with her.

D'Arcy said...

I wish so much luck to flying girl on her amazing journey. She's taken me along for the ride, and it's been memorable.

Lynn said...

Been absence and you've been busy.
Love all the new paintings.

Squirrel said...

A fairy tale forest parting for Goldilocks, Gretel without Hansel, all of all as little girls making out way each by ourselves through our forests of creativity.

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