close up of my colorful journal page
Muted paint palette I used for the darker page.
Abstract painting in my art journal
One of my favorite things to do in my art journals is abstract painting. Nothing is expected of me, and I can experiment all I like without any worry of the outcome. (I don’t ever actually worry about the outcome of any of my artwork, but it’s still nice not to feel pressure to make something pretty) The texture on these pages, I wish you could feel it because it’s what makes these pages really special. I love to run my hand over the roughness of all the layers.
On the easel
This is the painting I posted last week titled Time Tested. I didn’t realize I had taken photos of it in progress or I would have posted this first. Oops!
I used to do a series called On the Easel, and I showed progress shots of a new painting just about every week. I fell out of doing that, but I’m thinking I should bring it back. I’m always looking for something to blog about. The hardest part for me is remembering to pick up the camera or phone while I’m working. Usually my hands are completely covered in paint, so I don’t like to stop, and clean up every few minutes. It interrupts the flow, and I tend to work very fast. I’ll try, tho..it might be fun, at least every once in a while.
In case you’re wondering, the kitties are home, and doing fine. They are even more hyper than usual, and keeping them quiet for the next 2 to 3 days is going to be tough. I think, at best, I can keep them away from Sweet Pea, but keep them quiet? I highly doubt it. So far, all they’ve wanted to do is run around, and wrestle, as if nothing happened. Maude just had Harold around the neck, choking him so hard he started coughing..I had to go separate them. haha
I have them up here in my office, but it’s a constant “dodge Mom and run FAST” every time I try to open the door..they want out, bad!! Other than feeling cooped up already, they seem like nothing ever happened. The only weird difference is the noise Harold keeps making..it’s like a constant little mrrrrow noise. He doesn’t seem in pain or anything..maybe it’s the meds making him more vocal than usual? Or maybe he has lots of stories he’s trying to tell me of his adventure to the vet for the first time?
I’ve been an emotional mess
Set of 6 4×4 acrylic abstract landscape paintings
Set No 1
It was an absolutely gorgeous 85F day here today. It was a little too warm for me. I had to dig out some shorts.
Maude and Harold kittens
My little babies are off to the vet today to be spayed and neutered. We were going to have it done last month, but decided to wait until they were a little bigger. It is surgery, after all. My stomach has been in knots. I worried all last night, and didn’t sleep well. I haven’t been away from them for more than an hour or two since November. The house is soooo quiet, and will be until they come back sometime tomorrow. Even though they have been creating complete chaos, and there’s never a dull or quiet moment since they’ve come to live with us back in November, I miss them so much. And, if it is quiet for a moment, I know I best be checking on them because 9.9 times out of 10, they’re doing something they shouldn’t. 🙂
So, yeah, it’s much too quiet around here, and I’ve been an emotional mess. Sweet Pea, on the other hand, haha..well, let’s just say she’s getting some much needed uninterrupted rest. This morning she was kinda funny, tho..she couldn’t believe they weren’t hiding around here somewhere, so she kept swatting the air, hissing, and growling..just in case. It didn’t take her long to figure it out, she went on a complete tour of the house, and she was soon back in bed, snoozing. When she’s not sleeping, she’s prancing around like she’s queen of the house, once again. Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!! The annoying little brats are gone!! I’m bracing myself for the hissy fit she has when they return. I think we’ll have to keep them separated for a week or two, until the kittens heal.
Time Tested
Beckon
In Japan, employees occasionally work themselves to death. It’s called Karoshi. I don’t want that to happen to anybody in my department. The trick is to take a break as soon as you see a bright light and hear dead relatives beckon.
Scott Adams
I found the quote after titling the painting. There’s is something about the center of the painting that makes me want to walk closer to it to get a better look, so I named it Beckon. The quote struck me quite funny because that’s how I feel about painting..I’ll still be doing it on my deathbed. I suppose I am working myself to death because I never plan on retiring. I have the best job in the world. Why would I want to stop?
The painting can be hung either side up. I keep going back and forth on which way I like better, so you’ll have to decide for yourself.
Deets..
9×12 stretched canvas
Acrylic impasto palette knife painting
Mixed media collage
Available for purchase here
Jigsaw Puzzles and Hot Cocoa
© Katherine Jeanne Wood
Just as I started to paint yesterday, it began to snow hard. It wasn’t in the forecast, so it was a fun surprise. The wind was whipping the huge snow flakes around my window in the most romantic way, and it inspired me to paint this abstract painting. I titled it Jigsaw Puzzles and Hot Cocoa.
I don’t know why, but seeing the snow falling triggered a memory of being on a mountain in AR a couple months ago. Thinking of the cabin reminded me how there was nothing to do there, except play checkers, cards or put together a jigsaw puzzle, and how relaxing it was to just be for a change. That memory triggered another memory of getting back from a long hike, and drinking hot chocolate, and how good it tasted. That lead me to think, ah..jigsaw puzzles, and hot cocoa, and there you have the long drawn out reason for the title of this painting. 🙂 It’s an acrylic impasto palette knife painting on canvas. It’s available for purchase here.
© Katherine Jeanne Wood
Painting can be hung either side up or sideways, if you prefer.
My paint palette for faces = lots of colors.
I snapped this shot the other day just before starting to paint a face for 29 Faces. As you can tell, I’m not afraid of color in my portraits. 😉
Maude had a few things to say to Harold, but he wasn’t listening.
The deepest secret is that life is not a process of discovery, but a process of creation. You are not discovering yourself, but creating yourself anew. Seek therefore, not to find out Who You Are, but seek to determine Who You Want to Be.
Neale Donald Walsch
Listening to You’re Art
Linking to Paint Party Friday
Landscapes 41-44 Day 11 of 30 in 30
Oil Abstract Landscape Painting
Landscape No 41, 42, 43, and 44
Painting can be hung either side up.
These are all 4×4 black and white on canvas.
Because these are small, I decided to place them in a grouping, instead of spreading them throughout the month. Day 11 of 30/30
Harold and Sweet Pea
If you’re new to my blog, Sweet Pea is blind because she was born without eyes. We adopted her when she was 3 months old, and she’s soon to be 4 years old in March.
When there are two new kittens in the house, it turns into nothing but kitten talk around here, I swear. I even emailed my husband the other day and said, “Remind me to tell you a funny kitten story when you get home.” Gah. We both have it bad. Real bad. Here I go again, although this one might not be laugh out loud funny, I’ll still like to look back at it later. 🙂
So, two nights ago, instead of putting Maude and Harold to bed upstairs in my office, like I have been doing since they first came to live with us, we decided it was time they learn to sleep with us. They were so teeny tiny when we first got them that they slept in a cardboard box. Within two or three weeks, they had outgrown it, but still weren’t quite big enough to come downstairs. Now, they’ve at least tripled their body weight, and have been going up and down the stairs for weeks now by themselves. I was going to wait until after they have their surgery, sometime this month, but I figured, what the heck..it’s been so stinking cold with the below zero temperatures going on. I didn’t want to lie awake worrying that they’re cold upstairs.
It’s going great so far. Except for some alarming growls from Sweet Pea because Harold was slapping her across the face, it’s gone smoothly. haha Oh, that Harold! I had to put him on the cold floor last night because he wouldn’t stop hitting her. I told you about Harold’s persistent little ways, and he will repeat something ad nauseum, even though it’s not working out well for him. He’s more or less figured out he’s not going to win with electrical cords, but he’s found something else to obsess over, and her name is Sweet Pea. Yeah..that’s what he was up to in the middle of the night.
At one point, Sweet Pea stood up, smacked him good, growling the whole time, and jumped off the bed. Clearly, she had had enough. About an hour later, Harold was at it again because I woke up to the sound of growling, which is when I put Harold on the floor. He immediately jumped right back up on the bed, but I had reset his brain waves, FINALLY. He forgot he had been slapping Sweet Pea, and snuggled up next to Maude, and soon we were all back to sleep. Overall, I’d say it’s been a great success, but we’re still working on Harold’s stubborn streak. I have a feeling it will be awhile. 🙂
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