"They do this all the time..."
So someplace around the second week of painting winged things,
the butterflies started to appear.
They would land on the path in front of me.
Wait for me, then wing their way onto my hands or shoulder.
I came home one day to find one waiting in the driveway.
She allowed me to pick her up, crawling gently onto my outstretched fingers.
I placed her in a nearby bush, which seemed a bit safer.
They began to fill my eyes, my heart and mind.
I offer them to you.
I know they want more friends
to take the time to see them.
Original is available by clicking on the image.
Prints can be ordered at http://fineartamerica.com/featured/they-do-this-all-the-time-kathleen-barnes.html?newartwork=true
A Quart of Dreams
Oh to be able to make paint glow!
This was so much fun to paint and play with the lights and darks.
As those butterflies lit up,
so did I!
My own dreams glowed like stars.
Wow, time is just flying!
When I chose my theme: "Wings",
I had no idea how fast time would fly by.
Next week my classes begin in St. Charles.
The week after that......
This process has been amazing.
One thought leads to the next.
Each painting inspires more.
I want to move to an island and just paint until I'm done.
Whatever done means.
I'm already planning a theme for the next round in January.
No, I am NOT going to tell you.
By January who knows what will be coming off of my paintbrush.
I didn't expect to see half of what I've done so far!
So today's angel is about to take off.
More mystery as to where she is off to.
I love her braid.
A full Moon
I always feel this way during a full moon.
Like I could just sit outside gazing in wonder for hours.
So my guardian Angel must feel the same way.
That sense of wonder, while resting in the quiet of the night,
while the last of summer winds down.
My goal throughout this process
has been to concentrate on texture and brushstrokes.
For this painting, I was once again
drinking a lot of coffee
and not painting much.
Then I noticed a tiny statue a friend had given me.
The low light was setting her off dramatically.
The lightening helped.
So I began very dark,
then added lights and flashes of color.
In the middle of that storm,
the heart in her hands just about glowed
and I knew it was hope.
Hope in the darkness.
Hope in the storm.
Now I love that little statue even more,
and I am so glad I painted her light.
The image is linked to the Fine Art America page where you can purchase prints.
Just click on it.
She makes a very fine print.
Kathleen Barnes, Paintdiva
Art is my passport to a limitless journey. When I am not exploring my materials on a technical level, there is visual exploration before me. When that seems a bit thin, there is a deep calling from the realm of my imagination. Sometimes all three come together in a perfect storm. That storm, that combination of the real, the imagined and the very paint and canvas is what calls me daily, and I answer as much as I can.....