Dearest
Readers,
At the
risk of being labeled an OCD painter, I present you with the end of the road
for The
Problem Child, aka Golden Dawn, and New Dawn–a painting that I’ve been noodling with for almost a year,
and blogged about three times now. Dare I say this is it? Yes, this is the final.
(Click on the image to enlarge)
Here are a few of her
layers of lives buried deep beneath these exuberant, dark swirls and tendrils.
In May,
2013, she looked like this…
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| Golden Dawn |
Then in
August–this...
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| Golden Dawn-Revisited |
And here
she was in mid December...
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| New Dawn |
In
saying Amen to The Problem Child, I’ll share an observation about my painting
and my mind. I noticed this week that fast, emotive, instinctual mark-making is
the key to unlocking my satisfaction. It’s a secret truth that I don’t always
trust, so I fiddle and faddle. On the other hand, taking the time to live with
a work of art, think and be with it, can result in redemption. Uncertainty and
Doubtlessness both play a part.
Now put
down the brush, Cecelia, stop typing and get ready to watch the Oscars.
