Here she is. Dancing. She continues to dance and delight in life even in the midst of challenges. The bolder reds paint a picture of strife, power and passion, muted by the smokier blues that suggest uncertainty and the unknown. Throughout it all, she dances bodily and brightly on, radiating color and light to those around her. She is the Dancing Girl. A Dancing Queen.
This painting emerged through many, many layers. It started here with some drips and squiggles and a spray bottle of water….
I learned from the Flora Bowley e-course Bloom True the art of intuitively adding color without being attached to the outcome. Layering on paint and enjoying the process of what emerged….
Adding more color. Just having fun. Making marks with odd things. Starting to look like a cacophony of color! One of the funniest parts of this was painting with a foam brush. Yep – a 25 cent foam brush. Doesn’t seem very hoity-toity or artistic….but it makes great marks and was fun!
Next I added some black and white to gain some value contrast. Amazing how depth was instantly achieved….
Still no dancing girl here…but you can sort of see the beginning of the flower in the lower left hand corner. From here I loosely painted on the images flitting through my mind as these colors seemed to dance lightly on the canvas….
I began to add color….making some bold moves. The blue came out of nowhere and seemed to dissolve into a mistiness. The red came out of my heart, which at the time was breaking for my struggling daughter. Trusting my intuition to cover some parts with new colors and let the amazing under layers shine through in other places. Feeling my way.
And finally finishing it out (same as first picture above). Dancing with her as she dances. Becoming the Dancing Queen in my own life. Dancing my own way through struggle and strife, boldly radiating love and light.