with guest room bed as
makeshift studio, I paint,
collage, scribble, dare
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Just sayin’, looks a little risky …



with guest room bed as
makeshift studio, I paint,
collage, scribble, dare
———
Just sayin’, looks a little risky …

Looks really risky! Haha. Love the flowers. 🙂 But you are just teasing, right? I use a dollar tree shower curtain when I have to paint on the bed, or floor.
Happy creating to you Dotty!, And Happy Thanksgiving! xoxo
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Happy creating and Thanksgiving to you, too, Sheila!
A dollar tree shower curtain is a great idea! I had the painting on the wall, so the wall was my easel, and the stuff I photographed on the bed was directly on that beautiful bedspread!
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ooooh I love your creative hutzpah! Risky is sooooooo goooood! xo
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Maybe a mix of 1 part hutzpah and 3 parts impulsivity; 100% risky!. But my creative juices were in flow and I went along for the ride. Yes to risky is sooooooo good!
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Risky indeed! But I am curious why you need a makeshift studio when you have one!
I actually spread out all over the condo…and I have a huge studio…so maybe no explanation is needed.
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LOL! I think you’ve answered the question for me already, which is to say there’s no explaining the reason for spreading out except to say, huh, I seem to spread out!
But to drill in a bit, I think a key factor is that the painting has been ‘done’ enough that it has been adorning a wall in our guest bedroom for weeks now where it is visible to me repeatedly as I go about the business of each day. When I see something that spurs me to pick up a brush and play a bit, the easiest way to take action is to leave the canvas on the wall and start painting : )
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Definitely risky!
When all was said and done, and I went to put supplies back in my studio, I discovered only the slightest evidence of my reckless behavior—two small barely perceptible stains on one patch of the white bedspread fabric.
THEN I had to make a decision about treating the stains OR leaving them alone (I think no one else would ever have noticed, and I’d probably forget all about them in short order).
I opted to treat them with highly diluted bleach—which of course opened the door to new and significant risks.
But all ended WELL! Ta da!
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In 2014, I grab an unexpected opportunity to paint.
To make art.
I get hooked.
In 2015 I start a blog—a diary of my life as an artist.
I post my paintings and their stories. The good, the bad, the ugly.
My compass points: bust through fear, be playful, get messy, trust my gut.
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