“You were once wild here. Don’t let them tame you.” ~Isadora Duncan
Chloe, Mom and I painted last week. We missed Carsen, but he was in Central Oregon visiting his cousin, Sawyer. Don’t let the picture above fool you! This was in September 2009 when Chloe was painting my sunflower patch, but I can’t help but long for days of summer and bright sunflowers….it will come soon enough!
Anyway, back to painting last week, watching Chloe in action, I’m hoping: ”don’t let them tame you.” Whatever it is within her that gives her the ability and confidence to go for it comes out. The week prior she decided to paint a cow skull for her Aunt Becky using a palate knife with all kinds of colors, so she added more color this week after seeing she had toned it down more than she liked. This week’s new subject was an owl’s face on the entire canvas. With piles of paint on the palate and a big brush already heavy with paint, she dove in starting with it’s big, bold chartreuse eyes. (I thought the eyes would have been last, but what do I know?!) She always works it all out in the end!
Painting requires losing yourself in the task and I love that about these several hours. One doesn’t have to think about anything (translation: work) except how to get the bird the right shade of blue, a little snow on the branches and berries that are a reddish, brownish color. Being consumed by something other than work is a welcome break from it all!
Carsen will be back at it next week, finishing the horn on his buffalo head and mom will continue to paint grass over the pond because “water is too hard to paint.” That’s okay, mom, “don’t let them tame you.” And you either, my dear Chloe.