(This painting took six years to
complete to my satisfaction. Last
year I finally made it work in
time for a show at the Heliconian
Club in Toronto.)
Last year I finished two paintings that had been bothering me for
awhile. The inspiration, as it almost always is, was a show I needed
the paintings for, so I worked and worked on them, and ultimately
I was happy with them. The painting above is one of them.
Like most artists, I imagine, I have work that sits in a stack and might not
ever become complete. And there are paintings I start, then put away.
When I get them out again, I can't believe that I created that image.
Untitled (work in progress)
Acrylic on canvas
12 x 36 inches
Barbara Muir ©
One painting sitting in my studio all week is like this. The image is very
nostalgic for me. My son Sam, my husband Steven, and our dog Zoey
(who died in 2013) are down at the shore in Pugwash, Nova Scotia. As
imperfect as the painting is, looking at it, Steven and I started talking
about how different the beach is now. In the summer if we could visit
we'd walk carefully down a narrow path between high bushes and poison
ivy. That wide open access is gone. I'll think about it while I sleep,
and I might paint it over tomorrow.
Or... I might work on it, solve the sky, the ocean, the proportions, the
Stay safe, stay healthy, and stay creative.