… with my thoughts. I am a slow thinker. Not mainly because I don’t have the capacity to think fast. It is just a little crowded in there so each new spark of a thought has a hell of a job to get to the finish line. And when that happens everybody left and I have no one to share my thoughts with. Title of …
Picking up the mood
In my last post I wrote that I paint the dark. That was before Christmas, now it is a new year. The winter solstice has passed and I am letting the light and color enter.
What’s the weather got to do with it?
Pitch black outside the window. Daytime, grey sky. The nature vaugely showing of a distinct color. The cold air leaving skin and lips in a pale purple tone. Everything outside is turned down. So what do I paint? Lavish green landscape with bright red flowers and orange, yellow flower buds full of promise! Colors madly running over the canvas. Nope. I paint what I am …
Abstrakt akryl
Abstrakt eller realistiskt, har ingen betydelse. Att jag målar har betydelse. Abstract or realistic, it doesn’t matter. That I paint matters.