Thursday, March 13, 2014

Friday Ramblings: Waving The Paint Brush

I don't even know what subject to ramble about this Friday.
So we'll talk paint.

In the midst of the last several, ridiculously crazy-thought provoking-make me wish I lived on an island-wave the White Flag kind of weeks, my saving grace has been paint. 

In between leaking toilets, drywall dust and floor fans taking over my house, I put paint down.
In between my child barfing and cleaning the toilets that do work, I put paint down.
In between wanting to throw in the towel, say I quit, and stomp my foot like a three year old, I put paint down.

When I can't even figure out my own emotions or how to express them, I haul out paint.
And while I do, it seems that time stops for a little bit and I can breathe.
I think about the words I have brewing in my head.
I think about the words I have read in the morning and the quiet that seems to be either deafening or elusive.

Other times while I paint, my mind stops.
I mix paint on a tray, I mix paint in my hands.
I look at color, I wonder what would be pleasing, I try a new stamp or a spray, layer and scrape. 

 I look at old photos and wonder about the people. The one on the right, leaning in. Was she especially sensitive? Was she missing someone? Was she wondering when it would be "her turn"?

In the scene on the beach, was it a wild and wooly, wind-swept day? The beach is empty. Did they skip school and responsibilities to play? Who took the photo?

More paint, more texture.
A pen here, a scratch there.
I want to throw out the clocks in my house and pretend there is no where else I need to be, no one else that will ask me questions, not worry about anyone or anything.

 Instead, I  grab another canvas, dig through old books and music,  look at words.
 I think about color.
I peel dried glue off of my hands and don't notice that my work station is buried.

All too soon, it's time to turn away and go back to other responsibilities.
Thankfully, the paint will wait for me and instead of waving a white flag,
I'll wave a paintbrush.


  1. Great post Lynn and love the artwork. Happy PPF, Annette x


  2. paint is my saviour also and so glad you have found PPF... it is such a wonderful group and you will fit right in... hope this week is a better one for you... more paint and less of the tiresome stuff...xx

  3. well, i thought my week was bad!! glad you found some comfort in your painting. thanks for visiting my blog…now i'm glad i've found yours. i'll be back to visit again.

  4. love your post Lynn! Beautiful collage and painting! Happy PPF!

  5. Lynn, in the midst of all that is going on in your life, you produce beautiful art. You go, girl!

  6. Lynn, this is a wonderful post - I had to laugh and nod my head in agreement! Your artwork is so beautiful!

  7. Happy Paint Party Friday! You are so creative. What a sweet post, I loved reading your inspiring words!! Thanks for sharing. Have a great weekend :) Tam

  8. If only I could be so productive in such a busy life.
    The pictures were your prompts, they kept their secrets and your job was to reveal them. Love the art!

    Annabelle : )

  9. You are a fabulous writer and artist! Good for you taking the negative and turning it into a positive! We have all been here and you mirror our thoughts! Wishing you better weeks ahead with loads more creativity!

    Hugs Giggles

  10. A wonderful post my friend. And I LOVE your paintings. Happy to hear you found some peace with your painting...