The clouds were playing tricks just after a brief rain. Glorious rain! The front range looked black, snuggled up against Mingus. And the clouds, they were in on the fun. I saw a face clear as the eyes on my head. It was there. Two eyes, a nose, and a hint of a mouth. Now I can only see the eye. Do you see it?
Eye Spy. SMD 2020
When we feel stuck, look at the sky. The clouds remind us that everything changes. Unknown
The same palette I used yesterday. Different placement and proportions. I used a brayer to apply the base coat of Tawny. Hints of it are still visible under the turquoise.
Two busy days forced me to keep things simple. Not easy. Just simple. Grateful for a few moments of peace and quiet. And color!
I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn’t say any other way. Georgia O’Keeffe
Color! What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams. Paul Gauguin
This feels familiar to me. I’ve seen it somewhere before. New Mexico. Buried in my memories. Hoping it will come back to me.
I was looking at blankets yesterday. The nights are growing chilly. Easy to justify a pretty new blanket, right? Even though I have enough. Haha. I think this would make a great coverlet or throw. Maybe that thought will do for now. 😉
The top color is Natural Buff. The bottom is Tawny medium. It is more in the earthy spectrum, but here is it showing very mauve. And that is reflecting in the Buff.
I wish you could see what I see out the window, the earth pink and yellow cliffs to the north, the full pale moon about to go down in an early morning lavender sky . . . pink and purple hills in front and the scrubby fine dull green cedars, and a feeling of much space—It is a very beautiful world. Georgia O’Keeffe
With Dad in New Mexico. (High School). Road Trip. SMD