Someone shared a photo of an owl hidden in plain sight in a wood awhile back. I loved it, and set about to paint it. Doug said I just should have painted a tee and put a couple of burning eyes in, and add a white halo.
He had a point. I might have finished sooner.
But tonight, color me done and the owl, finished.
The first owl was a needlepoint kit I bought in Gump’s, in San Francisco, on the first leg of our ‘round the world honeymoon. I was still learning how to “do” needlepoint, and wanted not only a pattern to follow, but also pre-selected colored wool. The kit included instructions, illustrations, and needles – no scissors. (Scissors, or wool cutters are essential tools for serious needle pointers.) Yet, over the course of five weeks, with the aid of my groom’s nail clippers, I finished it
Fast forward several decades and I painted my first owl, from a photograph. Others have emerged, surprising me as I started painting each canvas. I hope to keep surprising myself.
Not sure what’s next. Our daughter-in-law gave me a giant canvas that is daring me to get busy. God willing, after Christmas, I will have an idea.
Painting is easy when you don’t know how, but very difficult when you do. ~Edgar Degas