Sunset

While I was at the group art exhibition yesterday I did some painting. One of them was this small oblong painting of an apple tree at sunset. This is a little work in progress. I’m trying not to muddy the colours. The sky needed to be light and fresh. More to do? More leaves, maybe a little better blending of the blues. Acrylic on canvas.

This prompt is difficult

If you could meet a historical figure, who would it be and why?

Thinking about this prompt was hard. If I wanted to meet one of my favourite people  it would be likely to be an artist. My first thought was Leonardo Da Vinci. I admire not only his art but also his inventivness. In the renaissance he could be said to be the renaissance man. Full of designs for flying machines and war tanks and other ideas as well as his beautiful art.

But my problem is I wouldn’t understand my surroundings, I certainly would not be able to understand the language, and being a woman would demote me to a basic life. How would I get his attention? I don’t know.

I think when asked if we could meet an historical figure people would choose the most famous, not the one we could connunicate with. Choose wisely!

Art

What was your favorite subject in school?

I’ve loved art since I was a child. In fact, at school I would finish paintings ahead of everyone else in my class. One day I painted the wooden bit of my pencils to match the coloured part of them. I actually got in trouble for doing that. But I was bored. I got sent to see the headmaster (I was about 7),but ran into the cloakroom and hid. I was fetched back to class in tears and very upset. So much so my class thought I’d been smacked for painting the pencils! I was too upset to tell them what had really happened. I still loved art though!

I used to think I was a kid at heart

What does it mean to be a kid at heart?

Up until recently I think I’ve been a child at heart. I loved to joke, to see the lighter side of life. I liked nothing more than a good comedy, or watching silly videos. Using puns or wordplay to make merry.

But now? A year of world tragedy, personal grief, heath issues has stomped on my head.

I want a time machine, a way of going back, or at least a way of improving my timeliness. Give me a glimmer of hope, lift some of the gloom. Let me get my hands in paint again, spreading colour and love around me. Give me a box of glitter to shake over it. Please. X