Woke to the geese honking their way across a lead-coloured sky...followed shortly by a burst of fluffy snow. The roof-tops, yard and firs are now frosted in white and I'm enjoying a mug of hot cocoa with Tucker-cat curled asleep on the sofa.
I always look forward to the first real "snow" of the year.
Indiana is so unpredictable. Yesterday I was in a tee-shirt and jeans tidying the flowerbeds. Buttoning down. And it was 70 degrees. Today it is in the 20's and snow is blanketing the spent mums...the fall decorations and pumpkins...the curled autumn leaves tucked over the sleeping bulbs.
The cold and snow changing the day plans as well. Bringing on that primal nesting feeling. Tidying the house...baking some homemade bread...making a stockpot of soup. Work on some writing/editing or photography. Maybe finish out that Acrylic Abstract: "Leftover Tubes" which has taken on a (hilarious) life of its own. Based on a quote from Andy Warhol:
and influenced heavily by Kandinsky's: Mme. Kupka Among Verticals
and Pollack's: Number 28
ok...just kidding...folks...actually that is Pollack's Number 34.
This is Number 28.
(...yes...of course you could tell immediately...what a faux pas...)
Perhaps Jackson also ran out of yellow and red enamel.
"Leftover Tubes" will be a multi-medium acrylic abstract piece, composite of the above-mentioned three. Along with a tongue-in-cheek essay written to accompany it.
Can't wait to share it!
The end of my Experiments in Acrylics of 2012...because ma cherie...we have run out of paint, of course.
Thank Heavens!
PostScript: The sun came out...quickly melting our flash flurry...only patchy remains in the shaded areas. Still, it was nice to see a glimpse of winter-to-come.
I'm ready :)
