This girl loves hot air balloons so much she decided on her 34th birthday to become one. She’s on her way up to the sky as high as 20 yards of a fabulous skirt will take her. More power to her, I say!
I remember crying tears of joy at Cirque Du Soleil when I saw the rope dancer perform. She commands the art of modern dance using all dimensions of space with full body trust to a large, itchy rope. That’s quite something. Hypnotic gestures of grace. Not one cell in the performer’s body and gesture out of place. If I can’t be her, at least I get to paint her and remember that moment. Painting: You get to experience the soul of life twice. A little red wine helps too.
Project Notes: I had my palette all set to neutrals. I wanted to challenge myself to eliminate color. I love color so much, I can easily go overboard. Well, I lost control on that red streak in her hair. The rest is history. Happy Saturday everyone!