I come from a long line of hoarders and scrounges. Grandparents and parents (cough- mom- cough).
It's something I fight constantly. Keeping too much stuff that I really do not need to have.
But sometimes that scrounging thing? It comes in handy. (Not the hoarding though)
Those 'make do' lessons from my grandparents? They fed my creativity. Now it is the
thing, the green reduce reuse recycle mantras.
When I was in art school it was called being frugal or tightwad. Now it is to save the earth.
Whatever you want to call it I say.
Where is this going?
Ann and I were at Goodwill a few weeks ago, picking through the stuff to find some things to use for art.
I came across the 'decor' isle, *shudder*. A graveyard of bad and tacky, and not the good kind of tacky. I am talking about mauve geese tacky.
But in the midst of this 'Home Interior' nightmare? Some really groovy framed canvases.
The plan is to unframe and gesso over the canvases and make into my own, then paint the frames and reassemble.
But first.... let's archive the "before" stage.
First we have Barn Ross.... with textured roof and rocks...
Second is Velvet Trees...
See the great black velvet trim in the frame? lovelovelove...
And last is Eagle Moon.
The worst of the three.... parts of him will have to remain somehow in my painting.
He is too bad to kill completely.
Today I finished up the painting that I have been working on the past few months.... the edges are drying so I cannot photograph yet. Soon. I am really satisfied with it, and I thought I would never hit that point, but I did.
Off to vacuum. Before the wool and dust critters get me in my sleep.
