There are projects in the air here at la Rivière. Subtle (and not so subtle) changes are occurring which bring out a hint of the inner fire. And where there's fire - there's colour!
Beaker has suggested a move to further shores. Seeing none of the options include Down Under, I've resolutely declined the offer. Not because I don't love to travel… BOY do I LOVE to travel!
But because I'm setting up my own BIG art project here with marginalised women in Toulouse. A project I can move across to India afterwards.
Yes, as well as home schooling.
Yes, in case you were wondering, as well as trying to organise my own exhibitions.Can you find the word 'courage' in the image up there?
I have to keep painting COURAGE in order to keep pulling it from somewhere.
I'm hoping to tap into a bottomless spring of it at some stage in the near future.
Life here is all about metamorphosis.
Even this piece rose out of the ashes.
Metaphorically speaking that is.
I just happened to splash a bottle of indigo ink I was having difficulty opening
all over the bottom of a finished piece of work.
It was originally ONE WORD written on a page dating from 1715.
I nearly cried in frustration.
NEARLY!
Then I started again with what I had, mistakes 'n' all.
Interesting what I ended up with.
Nothing like my original intention.
Does that ever happen to you?
It's not light that we need but fire;
It's not the gentle shower but thunder;
We need the storm, the whirlwind, the earthquake
Frederick Douglass
(Dying to know who he is? Click here to find out.)
Have a great week every one :)
Ange
PS: When I've framed it, like I intend to this week, I'll repost photos and put it up in my Etsy shop.
