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.
2 comments:
That green colour is fabulous Susan. Combined with your poetic description I almost felt cool for a moment.
Have fun with those new canvases.
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!
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