I recently finished a new painting inspired by the unseasonably warm weather we were experiencing these past couple weeks. Walking around town without a jacket in February seemed weird and wonderful at the same time. There was a part of me that just couldn’t relax into the comfort of a 70 degree day. A jaded New Englander by trade, I was waiting for Mother Nature to drop a foot or more of snow on me or maybe a flying house like something out of the Wizard of Oz. That just might be the reason why my new bird art has the vibe of the “flying monkeys’ from the imagination of L. Frank Baum.
Right now, it feels like a March day – cold and crisp – and I am longing for that magical warmth that dropped down from the sky like a house from Kansas just only a week ago. I put the finishing touches on this painting the other day and am calling this “ETA – waiting for the arrival of Spring“. Next time summer weather presents itself, I’m going to relax right into it and go with the flow.
ETA – waiting for the arrival of Spring: 22 x 28 x 1 acrylics, ink and oil stick on canvas
see you soon,