When plein air painting it's the reason you stop and paint "that." It's that elusive quality that stops you in your tracks as you walk. Now when you take that idea to the studio it grows...like a seed. It meets the beautiful playmates- time and isolation. It grows all by itself, without outside competition. It is through this that the concept can grow bigger or find new meaning.
Last year, during my recovery I read the word -"quietude" and fell in love. It was the word I was searching for all this time. Since I was able to paint only for small periods that the idea kept getting emotional fertilizer, full of ideas that were alive in my head.
If you look in the dictionary it says- quietude-a state of piece and quiet. But to me it is more. It's the silent balance of peace and quiet joy. It's the looking inward similar to a kind of meditative state with blessings.
Here are a few of the paintings, all from looking out of my window...mostly from my head. They were done last year in January and February, from my bed.
The idea of quietude is always in my mind as I paint. I grapple with the best way to emote that feeling in paint. I had hoped to create big works that make a strong feeling of joy mixed with peace- quietude.
All of the paintings are still in process.....
They have very different qualities when compared to the pastels (top 4.)
This is a smaller oil waiting to grow. Quietude always has a space in my head. I wish I still had months more before this show.....I have so many ideas. Till later.