Tagged: Abstract

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The Art Of Life: My Acrylic Choices

After being nurtured in the womb, upon re-entry into this life, my freedom to choose begins, the long path of years lays before me. I am an empty canvas, white and pure as cumulous clouds. What strokes I take are as pre-determined as my choice of mothers. I crawl to canvas and hesitate, I seize a wide brush, and splash cerulean blue for serenity […]

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Rod And I: Love, Art And Trains

When Rod first discovered he had ALS, he noticed a weakness in his right arm, his painting arm, naturally. He was quite brave and didn’t let the weakness slow him down. He painted some monumental acrylic canvases. One showed him as a self-portrait nude with a machine gun in his hand […]

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Process Of Painting/Healing: A Poem By Carole Guthrie

I listen to music when I paint sometimes, believing the mood will cover the canvas. When the Scottish music plays, I think of heather, and the Royal botanical gardens of Edinburgh, the city that lies beneath a castle. That’s when the brush gets dipped into sap green and cobalt blue, and the vacant space of the white canvas is filled with oozing wet acrylics