Monday, October 1

Flower Fields

"Flower Fields"
12" x 16"
Acrylic on canvas panel
My heart is back at the flower fields again tonight. I didn't put away my acrylics, and I had a panel gessoed, ready to go, so here's a sunnier take on what I posted on Friday.  I think I'd like to visit a place where something other than soybeans and grain grow in the fields.  Care to join me?  Let's...  

Some friends have asked why I paint this style in acrylic. It's a knife painting, so I smear color pretty thick to begin with. Then when it's dry the next layer, usually a variation of the first layer, is applied over the texture, like buttering a toasted English muffin.  I like to paint the crusty ridges.  Oil paint takes too long to dry. I would end up blending the colors instead of applying them one on top of the other. I'm also still trying to use up my acrylic paints from when I was a mural painter. It may take a while.  A long while. I was well-stocked.  


1 comment:

    By Brian Earl Cox

    Holding you so close, in a field of magic love, your eyes are shining brighter than the starlit sky above.

    The flowers that bloom 'round us, they tickle at our feet, the river sleeps behind us, the silence is so sweet.

    The wind blows just so slightly, to tell us that it's there, and to blow the windswept petals, that love-dance in the air.

    The passion that is bred here is as old as God above, but the only way to feel it, is to bring the one you love.

    And even though this magic field is natures' greatest feat, without you here beside me ... the magic's incomplete.