Sunday, March 8

brushes


















paints call me
the feel of a brush in your hand
touching paper


the need to flee
embrace of the enchanter
illuminated vellum


reality flows
into a stream of pixels
handwashed



the need to flee
embrace of the enchanter
illuminated vellum

This pertains to the fact that I am disturbed by large quantities of flowers. I love them one or two at a time, but am intimidated, overcome even, by flowers on a large scale. They enchant, of course, by their sheer beauty and volume, but they overpower at the same time. So the flight from the enchanter becomes a necessity, and I pluck just one or two for close-up enjoyment. Then the next step is to tame them into paint on paper or failing the time for that, a photograph, my version of illuminated vellum, on a somewhat more modest scale :-) For me landscape and horticulture have been such a powerful influence. Overwhelming at times, but I would not have liked to live without them.




Written for a prompt at CarpeDiem

5 comments:

Adas Alcove said...

Lovely series! great response!

Blog It Or Lose It said...

Very creative - very joyful :)

Unknown said...

I love them all...but that first one was truly magic with the second line...such a rapport with paints and brush. AND, I learned a new word, "vellum" :) Your images are just exquisite. It's always such a joy visiting your blog, like walking through a special garden.

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Paint away! How delightful!

Janice said...

So moved by this meaningful post.