This week’s prompts are at the bottom. The work below was written only for practice; because practice is what makes perfect.
Here’s how to play along, if you are unsure.
Every day, for the last two months, I’ve walked into the studio –
and studied the canvas that my daughter left.
Pre-already stretched; about two foot by three
Gesso, pre-already applied.
I haven’t sat in front of a literal “blank canvas” for years
so this is a strange experience, again. I
understand the mechanics, I know what to do, but
the muse is silent right now, the siren doesn’t sing.
When I was younger, I stretched my own canvases,
I carefully prepared the gypsum and glue
applying it with smooth strokes and a wide brush
priming the cloth making it ready.
Today, I removed the clear film from the canvas she left
I discarded the label: “Solid Wood Stretchers” it said
“Woven in Vietnam – Assembled in China”
I sat it on a stool and leaned it against the wall.
I stared and tried to empty my mind.
Long? or tall?
Dark or light?
Low relief?
Impasto?
With a two inch brush I slathered on
blues and greens. I waited for it,
it’s waiting for me downstairs now
waiting for my return but I won’t be back.
I won’t be back tonight
Maybe tomorrow, or maybe not
I’m uninspired, or perhaps I’m unprepared as
I didn’t make – I didn’t prep the slate.
Texture? I think so…
Palette? uhmmm…
Long, not tall
Bold? Not too much…
I’ll sleep on it for a day or two.
This week’s prompts are:
- you are never going to believe this
- well damn
- jiggle it a little bit
Go ahead and dive in, set your imagination free!
Write something
Ready, Set, Go – you have 25 minutes, but if that is not possible, take as long as you need.
Have fun
A – musing
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It’s not just his canvas that is empty. I feel his daughter died rather than just leaving, and that it will be a long while before he touches the canvas again.
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Here we go… one step closer? #98 Good Delivery
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