Friday, December 11, 2009

The Friday Report

It's a beautiful cool crisp clear early summer day. Low humidity means that the sunlight dances on the leaves and the twinkles as the colours from the underside of leaves are revealed by the wind. It's almost like looking at water.

Wet paint on canvas.

I am writing this as I literally wait for paint to dry. Hence the time to indulge in poetic fantasy about subjects green.
I have had a good week in the studio continuing to work towards my next exhibition. I also received payment for some recently sold works just in time to use the funds towards the delivery of new canvases that should arrive TODAY.  
Yesterday I set to work to make space in my racks for the new canvases by putting some older works on the top rack. I was high on the ladder when one of the heavier canvases fell on my head...... ouch! Maybe thats the reason for the poetic moments.

Susan Buret, I Often Wonder Why Red Roses Have the Best Perfume. (Detail)
© 2009.

Detail New Work.


Nicola Moss said...

That green colour is fabulous Susan. Combined with your poetic description I almost felt cool for a moment.

Have fun with those new canvases.

Candice Herne said...

Hi Susan
When I see the rose I think iconic/symbol. When is a rose not a rose, however you can smell it, without it's smell.And know it's a rose. That's art Baby!