Sometimes I pull out a sketchbook just to relax and/or to clear and focus my mind. It’s a form of meditation I guess that can often release old stresses or grief and reveal new layers of insight or hope and renewal for me. ...Or sometimes like in this case, it can be mostly just fun.
Today I pulled out my sketchbook after doodling in an old calendar a little Polynesian girl wearing a head wreath that I saw in an ad. Being motivated to see and find the simple childlike joyfulness, sincerity, and wonder in life (especially after living through these seriously troubled times in the world and more than a year of an ongoing global pandemic), I recreated the girl in the style of a cartoon. I then meandered with doodling throughout the rest of the page while not thinking too much about what it was I was drawing.
When I put the sketchbook down, I reviewed the simple drawing of the young girl and found the figure endearing as if being captured with a sense of awe. Then I looked at the whole drawn page of doodles and reflected further on some of my many perceptions. The round imagery roughly outlined that resembles a figure eight mostly made me think of interpretive forms of the earth & sky and an awareness of the powerful cyclical, interconnected and recycling nature of nature.
During this season of this year especially, when the celebration of the earth’s recreation can be found all around on painted eggs and in all that is finding the power to bloom, I like to see the youthful drawing of the young figure reflecting the renewed spirit of springtime. The renewed spirt of springtime with a fresh appreciation of the awesomeness of the force of life and its great potential rediscovered as well as a perception of the concepts of the globe’s circular flow as bringing a healing reflective wash that resurfaces endless growth and the returning view of life as new once again.
My old facebook pages have come around to “Time-hop” share again my painting and some posts with my artwork as well as a little bit of information I learned about the origins of the annual “Ides of March”, the day after “Pi Day”, on the calendar :
I called the oil painting on canvas “Resurrected Tulips”.
...Also used this artwork in the blog "The Color of Winter is in the Imagination".
I am a 'self-taught' artist who can hardly remember a day when I wasn't in the process of creating something... Thanks for visiting my site where I can share some of my work.