January 2010 – SUNDRIP

Tulips To Music

Posted on January 11, 2010October 22, 2010 by Faith

Tulips To Music is part of my Flower A Day Project.

On a canvas sheet I printed the music to the song Beautiful by Christina Aguilera. I then painted open tulips in oils, added a few minor details digitally and viola, there you have it, “Tulips To Music.”

One of the details I appreciate about this painting is the hint of a heart in the clouds above the flowers. The oils used really make this painting shine. They were a gift that has been much appreciated.

Spring may be far off but flowers are forever when planted on canvas.

Faith-Magdalene Austin

Watch Over Our Children

Posted on January 8, 2010March 15, 2010 by Faith

It usually doesn’t take me 7 or 8 days to complete one painting but it looks like this one will need even more time. Seven days now but I’m getting closer.

The painting shows a young African-American child walking through a field of sunflowers and wildflowers while being guided by an older Black angel.
Painting Details: The sky and flowing water meet and roll around her skirt into a field of flowers. There are two small butterflies floating above a sunflowers, one single white daisy. The child has small green leaves as trim for her clothing and is holding a tiny little flower.

I believe the final version will make a slight distinction between the sky and water. I may also add a few tiny details to the adult angel but other than that Watch Over Our Children is nearly completed.

Update:

Ah yes, it sometimes takes awhile but the end result is worth it.

The colors have been changed dramatically as were the flowers but I like this version best.

Thanks for visiting,

fma

Garage Sale Gone Wrong

Posted on January 6, 2010January 6, 2010 by Faith

We all know one, love one, a person who can’t walk away from a garage sale. She’ll turn the car around in the middle of the street or leap over fences to grab a cheap doodad.Â There we are spectators in her compulsion. Helpless to stop her we choke on the dust she leaves behind as she dives for that very special doily.Â Thirty-five cents, a quarter, the sound of such words makes her drool. Will she ever stop? Is there help for her? Will there ever be a Garage Sale Support Group for people addicted to other people’s junk sitting on the side of the road? If there is such a group surely they can help the woman in this painting who totally lost control when the homeowner extended her sale by one day.