I should be telling you all about the Folk Fest this morning and how amazing it is. I really should. BUT, when I got home Friday night late from the opening I had a restless night of sleep and something urging me to PAINT. I struggle with many things surrounding my art career, but never about what to actually paint. In fact, I have an entire black sketchbook full of little sketches waiting to come to life. You know what most of those sketches are of? A little bird named Mattie doing a wide range of things with friends. Yep. That little bird I just can't set free. And these were the ideas in my head that kept me up all night:
As you can see I drew two out and one is totally finished....I think. They may have a little conversation on the canvas, may not. Overall though, I am YIPPEE skipping for joy. And so is Lily, my little muse. I've never painted a dog for real, I mean I've showed my art students, but I've never included dogs in my paintings to sell. I think I like this little adventure. And how big the canvases I chose. Really, this is out of my element these days.
So the little bird that opened this enormous art door up for me may be making her way into the canvas a little more. As I flipped through the sketchbook full of ideas I really got excited about her future. I know when you feel this kind of excitement about something it's usually an indicator of something really good about to happen. And I am very ready for that something good.