At times, I find it difficult to paint. Last night my cousin Frank texted me while I was staring at my mother's inspired painting for 4 hours. I was contemplating finishing it. In his text, he mentioned my mother's glamorous pictures he had been reviewing. It was entirely by chance, so I felt it was either a coincidence or perhaps my mother was trying to send me a message to finish it. (Or at least I would like to think so). 😉
After the text, I stared at it more, and my mind drifted. I started to think of all the important people who dedicated themselves to Dia De Los Muertos, and Jose Guadalupe Posadas appeared so clearly to me. I look across the room and saw a canvas that was never finished. It called out to me. 🤗
So tonight, I started my tribute to Jose Guadalupe Posadas. Once I get the foundation done, I can finally finish my mother's painting. For some reason, I feel this is the order it should be. I do not ask why; I am just merely enjoying it. I usually start with the face, but I decided not to follow any rules and let it take me on a journey. But perhaps, I just need to enjoy the process again so I can celebrate finishing my tribute to my beautiful mother.
Work in progress... it looks like it will be an all-nighter! How exciting!
Coming back home, I was embraced by John at the airport, and then whisked off to my art reception. What a wonderful way to come back home.
Remembrance - The Faces and Places exhibition Autry Museum of the American West
"Ode to Jose Guadalupe Posadas" by Ginette Rondeau