Fantasy
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Here, I let my hand wander through the times my
Imagination
Would run wild, where my crayons would lead the way to
Shapes
Never planned, take control of colors… the vanguard
Of an army
Of ideas lying in the underlayer, waiting to spring out
Free
Uninhibited, uninhabited by minds already born…
P.s
As a much younger person I used to let my hand roam freely on the page creating beautiful shapes which with time got lost… Here I tried to recapture that talent but it will need some practice.
The good part is that my oil pastel experience is getting on 🙂
That is a neat drawing with lovely colours . It feels like an autumn night.
groetjes, Francina
I wasn’t too sure about the success of letting my hand go wild for a first time after a long hibernation.
Your comment gives me a good feeling about this, thanks! My appreciation goes toward your kindness!
It’s more than getting on, Leslie. :0)
That’s a very kind comment, many thanks to you!
Sometimes I think its good to let our hands take over from our brain and let be what will be appear upon the page.. It works often for me that way in my poetry 🙂 Lovely xxx
Somehow I wasn’t as excited about the results this time, maybe I’m in an overly critical mood. I’m usually around 70% of the time satisfied which is a good percentage in my opinion.
The worse is I can’t even explain or know why… with poetry it works better for me too, I might need more daily practice, I have been writing for a year so, painting took a backseat 🙂
🙂 I am itching to get back to painting time my friend, and enjoyed doing a pastel last Sunday.. Spirit work in mysterious ways to get us doing what we sent our thoughts out to have time for LOL..
Glad you understand my temporarily impatience and frustration 🙂