Yeah, I know, where did the tiny handwritten intentions for 2025 go? the big bold scribbled intentions? the saved-under-masking-tape reveals?
Darned if I know!
But here’s where I find myself at the moment.
Process! #8
11 responses to “Process! #8”
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The details of your piece are just lovely Dotty! Thank you for zooming us in. Celebrate where you are at the moment because it’s all there…layer by layer. And you can lean into those hidden intentions anytime you want. Or not.
I hope to see a zoomed out photo sometime.
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Thanks, MaryAnn, “it” IS all there, layer by layer, and those intentions are one of the sustaining gifts of this process.
The first of the two images above shows the piece in its entirety; only the lower photo is a zoomed in detail.
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But that’s what’s the beauty of it: you write or paint it down with all your intention, and after that you let it go, and it will do its work.
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Simone, YES! The process is doing its work.
Thank you for bringing me more fully into remembering deeply that what I paint is precisely what I should be painting; the reason I know that is because—pure and simple—IT IS WHAT I HAVE PAINTED!
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oooooh! I see a wander through bare winter woods, a stray bit of old wire fencing which whispers of old homesteads now gone…
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- another comment finds its way thru: hooray!
- and, a welcome comment it is, coming as it does from a founding member of the inclement weather society. your imajenisitic viewpoint takes me out of my head and into wide open possibility.
- thank you, lola!
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Love! 🙂
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Indeed, I know the history!
Note to self: I want to do a mess of free-play with drips to see what I can learn.
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My Story
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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