Here is the another painting along the same theme and narrative as the last.
I’m working on a group of paintings (well, at least a pair of paintings): sleep-walkers, sleep-swimmers, sleep-paddlers caught in the middle of their dreaming when you wander out with a flashlight to see just where they’ve floated off to. To me these paintings are strongly connected with the paintings Cedar Falling and Desert Girl from yesterday’s post.
Today’s painting is a thank-you to artist Peter Doig, whose canvases fill my dreams on a regular basis. Who has painted many canoes, star-flecked skies and pudgy, dancing pine trees.
Thanks is also due to Canadian musician and poet Gordon Downie whose music and lyrics filter into my mind (and heart) on a near-daily basis. The songs Starpainters and Lofty Pines were particularly influential in the making of this painting, and the next painting that I will aim to post tomorrow.
Thanks also to my brothers who pasted the constellations with tiny glow-in-the-dark stickers on their bedroom ceilings growing up. And who continue to dream big, lofty dreams with white paddles flashing with silver…
And here is a detail:
Today I needed cheering up, so I painted myself a picnic. A picnic on a lily pad, because that’s the way life should be some days. With the sun streaming down and flickering off the surface of the water, you crunch a dill pickle between your teeth and listen to the sound of water lapping up around your little luncheon raft.
I’ve been busy touching up some paintings in my bear series (and making some miniatures to include!) in preparation for October’s show and haven’t had much new to post.
But summer continues, and enjoying summer on benches continues, and the lakes are still present and alluring… and I’m sure I’ll never run out of lake paintings to share with you.
Stormy stormy rain rain. It is not the best day for swimming… but sketching is another story!