It’s been 5 weeks since I posted anything or looked at anyone else’s blogs. 😭
I had to pack up my art supplies so we could decorate for Christmas and have a beautiful house (I’ll post an Xmas blog with the pictures and whatever words I can squeeze out. lol!) That meant all the art stuff had to go in boxes down to the garage.
Ifelt so angry when I was doing it, though I agreed to do because I love to make the house look lovely and super Christmassy. It’s probably my favorite part of the holiday season. More on that in the Xmas post.
It’s been really hard to deal with, not being able paint. I did some drawings, but I’m not great at it, I don’t love doing them as much. Until recently it was difficult on my eyes (lots more on that soon).
That’s what I saw. What do you see in the painting below?
I painted this last night. I wanted to make an atmosphere of joy and exuberance because I was so happy to be painting! It felt healing. Hooray for art therapy!
I listened to The Police while I painted. I started loving them was I was 13 when my aunt bought me Synchronicity for Christmas. And that was that. 😀
I used some odd tools to make this, brushes and palette knives, of course, but also things like plastic silverware, toothbrushes, paper towels and little straws.
It was fun to make and I think it looks happy.
This is another of my late night doodles. It, among others, are in a sketchbook that’s almost full.
I found out this morning that because of insurance issues I can’t see my psychiatrist of 15 years anymore. The same is true for my therapist. They have covered these things for all this time.
All of the mental health help I was considered out of network. They changed the the policy to be that out of network mental health coverage is no longer covered at all. Each of the various appointments are at least $400.
Obviously that’s not an option. I don’t know what to do. I guess I’ll ask my Dr and therapist for recommendations of Drs that are in network.
I can’t believe it. Anyone that who is treated for mental illness will understand why I am so upset.
I am overwhelmed. I say this as the caption of this painting because I was pretty happy when I was painting. It was art therapy . I get help for my bipolar and my fibromyalgia and spinal stenosis from that.
Now that’s all the therapy I have.
Acrylics on canvas. 16″x20″
A couple of nights ago a panic attack woke up at 3 am. Í think i had the attack because I was in a lot of pain and that made my mind flip out. I got up because I was wide awake and anxious as hell.
I sat at the dining room table from 3 am until 8 am when it was finished.
This is just line art so it doesn’t look that exciting, but I enjoyed it so much that I am making another one that is larger and has a lot of filling in and highlighting. Stay tuned!
Sleep well WordPressers!
This painting sat around a long time before i before i figured out how to finish it. I spent a considerate of time the green background with a variety of mediums, watercolors, acrylics, ink, spray ink. I wanted that to be the painting, but even i decided the damn thing was a background. When i’m stumped about what to do next with a painting, i ask my husband. He’s really not all that into art, but he often has insightful, fresh ideas. I asked him what he thought i should do next. He just said, orange. I agreed.
I was left on my own to figure out what to do with simply the idea of orange. As i said, the painting sat there looking lonely, still taped to a board. I knew exactly the orange color i wanted and even where it was. I have two bins of acrylic paint. One is low priced paint and the other is expensive paint. The tubes in the cheaper bin are full and the ones in the expensive one are all practically empty. It might be time to buy a couple of tubes of the fancy paints, colors you can’t get with the the others. The one i wanted was in the expensive bin (Golden brand paint) that was just called, orange. It’s a very bright, but not neon color.
I didn’t have any idea to do with this cool color and cool background. Then i read on a news site that there were a lot of wildfires in northern california, much further north than where i live (the bay area), thank goodness. But it touched me. I imagined the trauma of having your house burn up.
I thought the orange would be like the swath of the fire ripping through the state.
The orange paint is creamy and thick, totally opaque. A little really does go a long way. I mixed some with water and stirred it up with a palette knife’. When it was viscous enough to drizzle, i poured it across the green and added a few drops around the main fire (orange line). They’re like little fires that had jumped away, maybe to start other big fires.
inspiration always comes to me, even if it takes a long time to get to me!