paintings

My Quiet Art 2

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Creating this abstract ‘Quiet Art’ painting of acrylics on canvas was fun for me. Art is a way to focus on positives, calm the mind and achieve a meditative mindfulness amid all the discordant noise of global conflicts. As a sensitive and somewhat empathic person, having a hobby like this is a real blessing. The lighting in colours is not quite accurate with this artificial lighting. I took several pics with a bit of editing but couldn’t find exactly what I see with my eyes, so these are simply varying versions.

Getting Ready

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Like a squirrel gathering nuts here for a long, cold winter, I have been gathering art and craft supplies for future creative endeavours. Moving here to Northeastern Ontario from Victoria on Vancouver Island in British Columbia last June meant leaving much behind again but I did manage to transport what I thought were essentials in my old car. My son relocated his office to another part of the house so now my daughter and I share this Arts and Crafts Room while she is visiting. (I’ve only photographed ‘my stuff’ and even then there are several yarn bins for weaving projects and shelves of tools and supplies tucked away elsewhere.) The photos are the room ‘as is’ for now, neat and organized. When it becomes creatively messy with use, I’ll call it a ‘Studio’:)

Like a squirrel…
I bought and assembled a cabinet with much struggle to understand instructions, a humbling experience, then filled it in all of a few minutes.
I wonder how long this cabinet will stay organized and tidy.
I’ve temporarily tacked my painting over the new desk I assembled as I had to dispense with the frame of this mixed media to roll it for a space in my car, otherwise it would be among ‘those things left behind’. Some might consider it ‘tacky’ but it makes me happy to look at this and recall how the rain contributed to my art.
A wider claimed corner for supplies to remember it’s pristine state in the future:)

I managed to save a few of my weavings and paintings for myself, having gifted such (as well as sculptures) and donated others to charities. Like my poetry, I think of these as simply my hobbies.