Dreamy Watercolor Delicacy

Sunshyne Art & Jewelry Design

Watercolor painting is not what I would call my forte. I have never taken painting with them too seriously, but I love to dabble in that medium from time to time. For me, they are just intuitive and delicate little studies…in color, shape, & mark making. Relaxing, to say the least. I can get completely lost, like I do when I am in “the zone” with my acrylics, but it is a different feeling…more like floating on another plane of existence, I suppose. lol

There is some delicacy with acrylics, like when I do extreme detail, but it is also different. With watercolors, for me, it is a very dreamy-like delicacy. My colors(not always, however) tend to be softer. The water takes care of that, although they can be strong as well, and that is one of the things I love about it. Depending on the wetness of the paper, the color can be…

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Under The Sea

Art Day! 🙂

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At the outset, I will start by saying that this is going to be a long post…I am in a Ramblin’ Mood. 😀

I’m having an art day today. My fave kind of days! A little art a day keeps the doldrums away! 🙂

Sometimes I sit down to paint with a plan….at least a pre-sketch. With my large whimsical landscapes, that is often how it goes. Although doing the sketch in my idea book is often freeform thoughts as well.

Today, however, with one wooden coaster left…I just wanted to throw some paint on it, and see what I ended up with. No plan, no pre-planned effects, just intuitiveness(is that a word? :P). Follow the brush to faraway dimensions, so to speak. 🙂

Started out with blocks of my fave colors…blues, pinks, and purples, and deep turquoise. Then dripped(haha…dripped!…more like blotched!) black paint on one end to have it…

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Music & Painting

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Music is another of my passions. I don’t play any instruments…well a wee bit of guitar, but I am terrible at it!…but listening and digging for hidden musical jewels, old and new is a favourite pastime for me. Recently I discovered 8tracks.com, and started making playlists there just for fun. I like to play them, and others I have discovered there, when I paint…especially in the summer when I get to paint outside. Something about sunshine, good music, and color…. 😀

I am often inspired and get motivated by the music I am listening to while I paint. Every genre takes me in new directions, it seems. I love classic rock to paint to, and it often gives  me the energy bursts, where my brush strokes become wilder, and  very playful. Blues however, inspires more thoughtful considerations…deeper layering, more subtleness, more detail. It is a little weird when you think…

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My Color Worlds

I can’t paint enough. It captivates me. It soothes me, like nothing else. I can’t, however, completely capture what is in my head, though, and that gets a bit frustrating at times. But on I paint, and paint some more, anyway. I have painted many “fantasy” landscapes over the last little while. Even my kids tell me that they would “like to go there”, “to that beautiful, colorful place which looks like a magical planet”. Or, “live in that little house on the hill in the parallel universe”, of the colorful universe hatched from my mind, because “it looks like such a happy place to be”. They get it. Instinctually. What I am almost obsessed with trying to capture. With why, and what I can’t stop painting. I love them so much. They understand me like nobody else does. Maybe because they are part of me. Who knows.

They are my private worlds. They are painted for me. They are my escape while I create them, and a place to go when I am done. I can only “go there” visually….but sometimes I wish life would allow “twilight zone moments”. Not necessarily a forever thing, but a way to really step into those other worlds. Getting back if I wanted to, staying as long as I wanted. Where time stands still. Worlds where there is no dealing with loved ones having dementia. Because it doesn’t exist there. No disease, either. Worlds where everyone is genuine, and you don’t have to wonder who is fake, or full of BS, all the time. Worlds where there is no backstabbing, exclusion, judgement, and abandonment. Worlds where there is no despicable corruption of character and otherwise, in people one should be able to trust, and where I don’t have to deal with it like a constant severe headache, from which there is no relief. No anxiety there. No stresses. No massive responsibilities for other people, and their former bad decisions, that weigh me down like I have a dead albatross, or six, superglued around my neck. But then, I can decide to have none of that in my worlds. Worlds where the only people that populate them, are the ones I want to be there, ones I love….healthy, well, and happy…..because, after all, I paint those worlds. I painted them filled with colors and light, filled with dreaming trees, warm suns, endless lush hills, meadows, and cozy cottages….dream worlds filled also with hope, and endless serenity….

But, alas, I stand in reality, at least fortunate enough to possess the talent and freedom to paint, paint, and paint some more. To create my alternate worlds to my heart’s content…for they are real somewhere….in my dreams, and my mind’s eye. In my heart. Through the eyes, and imaginations of my wonderful, insightful sons. And those “color worlds” continue to save my sanity, because I can create them, and get lost in them while doing so…. and that, in itself, is a special, magical thing.