It is has been a life's ambition to throw paint at a canvas and call it art. I have always had a natural attraction to the shapes which take place when gravity and paint combine. Then, I took 20th Century Art in college and learned about the abstract expressionists, beginning with Jackson Pollock. I love them. I love the ideas, I love the paintings, I love the simplicity and complexity. I even love the giant color circles named, "Red Dot." The bigger the better in my mind. If I had the means I would absolutely paint a giant blue square on a huge canvas just to see what it would look like. I love to see art on a large scale, and some of expressionism includes this idea. But what I really love is the love of art.
Art for art's sake my friends.
There are others in my family, namely Brian, who do not have the same utter appreciation for the abstract expressionists, including Mr. Pollock. Never the less, I finally got my wish and went "pollock" on a big 3'x3' canvas.
It was harder than I thought. I had a really beautiful composition going and then I messed it up completely and decided to start over. After a few hours of careful dripping and tipping and splattering, I had my completed piece! And of course I hung it in my bedroom for Brian to appreciate. He says he likes it, but I'm pretty sure he is just humoring me.
I love it!!!!
I'll get off my high horse now, but I fully plan on making more!
And since I have an art degree- all you art nay-sayers- I get to call it art! ha!
It was so beautiful I had to grab my camera and take a few shots before the trees change.
Bradley was so cute and loved tumbling down the hill we were laying on. It was the first time he rolled from his back to his belly, but I know it doesn't count.
This is my fave pic because Porter was being a twerp and Kyli still has the "I love you despite your boyish ways" look on her face.
Who wouldn't be relaxed laying down and looking up at that for an hour or so?!
Totally chill.
