|"Soul's Journey," 8 by 10, 140 lb d'Arches cold press paper|
In these desperate days of pandemics of virus, racism and political chaos, we need peace, focus, beauty more than ever.
This morning I had no idea what to paint, but then I remembered my canoe.
I miss my canoe, especially at being out on Arcadia Lake at "First Crack," of dawn, when there is stillness and beauty and ...peace, as the natural world wakes up.
A recent program on the river Shannon in Ireland jarred my memory of solitary canoe trips, where I, alone in the universe, journeyed beyond my imagination.
It's a big step for me, because as a child of the arid Southwest in New Mexico, I'm basically not comfortable with of lots of water. Bad things happen there. But we need water to live. Journeys.
So today's watercolor, near the end of the day, metaphorically, another study of complementary colors--red/oranges and violets, "Soul's Journey."