In last Monday’s post, I offered a sneak peak of a painting I was working on, to enter into a juried show - today. (Please excuse me. I know that sentence has way too many convoluted tenses to worry about getting it right at 8:30pm on Monday night. I am way overdue on writing today’s post, and oh, my pillow is calling me, along with a cup of Sleepytime tea and about three pages of a book before my eyes will close. It’s been a long day.)
Anyway. I’m not complaining. It was a good day.
Today, I entered the painting in the show. Honestly, I would have loved a few more days, maybe even weeks, to work on it. But that’s the thing about painting to a deadline. It’s over when it has to be over.
I worked on it every day, multiple times a day, for the past ten days.
And now, here she is. Honestly, the painting doesn’t seem to photograph well. In person, the face looks much better than it does here, but I promised to show it to you, so it is what it is.
It’s a bit ‘off brand’ for me, known more for paintings of skies over the water, and other various landscapes, with a few ambiguous figures thrown in here and there. A full on portrait - and a quite large one at 24”x48” - is relatively new territory for me.
I like it. If it doesn’t get in the show, or doesn’t sell. I will keep it. Might be tempted to work on it some more. Or maybe keep it exactly as it is.
The title? “On Her Way Up”
Double entendre intended. My daughter, literally on her way up a staircase. And on her way up in a career, and through life, in ways that never cease to amaze me. “That’s MY little girl,” the thought bubble in my head. Something I could never say aloud to her. But it brings me tears of delight and wonder to my eyes as I watch her grow and bloom and move through her life.
As always, thank you for reading.
Love to each of you,
Mimi