Well it's winter in Ohio again and no one is really happy about it. January lows can dive under the ZERO degree Fahrenheit mark and just looking outside makes you feel frozen over. Usually this time of year it's easy for me, people leave me alone and I'm want for stuff to do and that means one thing....more painting.
The last few years have been very unusual tho, I have a toddler now and that never goes to plan, the small flat we live in doesn't have the space to paint, so the big canvases I reserve for the summer when the studio is open. The next months of my life now are going to be concentrating on small works - things on paper and board, mostly realistic-styled landscapes as I find that I miss that genre quite often.
I started something in yellow today, I think I will call it "Forsythias" since it meets the level of yellow color saturation that is particular to that spring flower.
January is warm this year and I'm not unhappy about it, either.
There's a solace in the quiet, serene landscape of winter. The world is tucked away and asleep for a few more months and me and my tot - along with my paintbrush at my kitchen counter is the perfect combination. I'm loving the depth of the creativity of it all.....
But I think I will keep painting the Spring.