Close Up
Close up
Love – The August Break
Sweet Pea,
my blind kitty who was born without eyes
is the love of my life.
my blind kitty who was born without eyes
is the love of my life.
Is it any wonder?
I mean, look at how precious she is.
The August Break
Hope – a portrait painting of a girl and a black bird
Acrylic portrait painting of sad, grief stricken girl wearing a white dress. Her head is tilted slightly, and she’s holding a black bird in her hands. The word “hope” is handwritten in the upper right corner of the painting. Dark, black background.
Hope
8×10 on canvas panel
Available for purchase here
Oops!
Oops!
Acrylic portrait painting of a girl with her hand over her mouth,
as if she’s just made a mistake, pink flower in her hair.
Acrylic portrait painting of a girl with her hand over her mouth,
as if she’s just made a mistake, pink flower in her hair.
Available for purchase here
It was a royal pain in the butt. This painting gave me so much grief. lol It took me several days to complete..like about a week. Grr. There are many layers of paint on this one because I didn’t like it, and kept trying different things. I actually painted over it with black paint at one point because it had become too frustrating to deal with. The next morning, I had a change of heart, and started scraping off the black paint. Some of the original painting could be saved, some could not.
I like the flower in her hair.
Warm Summer Day – Artist Play Room
Beautiful sunny day on the prairie
Blue sky, wispy clouds
Title: Warm Summer Day
Acrylic landscape painting on 12×12 canvas
Submitted to Artist Play Room #67
theme: weather
Art Williams
Hope
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
~Emily Dickinson
I recently went through a huge box of old letters that I’ve been toting around with me since forever. Instead of throwing them all away, I’m going to use bits and pieces of them in my artwork. So, I used gel medium, and I glued down torn up words, here and there all over the background of this painting. The word I ended up seeing after covering most of them up with paint is “hope”. It reminded me of this poem by Emily Dickinson. I’ve already titled one of my paintings “Hope is a thing with feathers”, so this one will be just titled Hope.
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