Acrylic on canvas
30 x 30 inches
Barbara Muir © 2009I don't think I'll get to paint this week --
it is filled with other work. Of course I
want to, and when I let myself have a short
nap today I had one of those momentous
dreams that underscores what I should be
My Cat Timbah, and the painting
at the end of the roomWe have been camping for nearly a month in
our back (small) bedroom while we wait for
a new bed to arrive. The room needs attention
because it was my youngest son's nest until
recently. But it hosts a gallery of my work
mostly featuring Sam, and I've enjoyed
looking at it, and figuring out what I'd do to
each painting if I had the time.
Snuggled in there this afternoon I
suppose I was drifting into a meditative
state, and then before I knew it into full
So. I was sleeping on the beach we visit
near Pugwash Nova Scotia. Part of
my mind was seeing Christmas lights, and
then hustling down the beach toward me
came a group of artists. But not just any artists --
Mary Cassatt, Emily Carr (I don't think
they ever really met), Vincent van Gogh,
Matisse, and Gaugin.
An unlikely group to be walking together I
know. In my dream they were all around
the same age (inaccurate I'm afraid),
their long, dark coats fluttering
in the wind. The women holding onto
decidedly inappropriate hats.
They treated me to a heated discussion
about the importance of colour, and were
incredibly kind to me, encouraging
me to keep using vivid colour and not to go
quiet or bland.
The wall of Sam paintings
(I took this photo with panorama on my phone
so the room looks as if it bends. It doesn't.)
Before I fell asleep, I was staring at the painting
on the wall at the end of the room. I've looked at
it every day for almost two months now, and
I'm planning some changes to it .
Come back for a visit to see where it goes
-- nothing major, just small changes I need
Does this happen to you when you look at
your older work? Do you see things you love,
and places on some work that you'd change?
Have a happy day enjoying your work.