As a child, my favorite coloring canvas was an embossed paper napkin. Crayolas, freshly sharpened, were the sticks with which I built my art appreciation. Looking back, I feel sorry for Mom. She must have felt a ton of frustration when she found the napkin drawer either full of colored papery stuff or empty.
Over the years I've been exposed to technique and professionals who live with color wheels, who grind pigments for their own use and who compose by strict golden mean standards.
I've been to the Louvre, MOMA, hundreds of galleries on the major side roads and, in fact, once took part in a co-op gallery where I actually sold my paintings and books.
Looking at this newest combination of Bamboo Fun sketching, Adobe Photo Elements and Pixia it's fairly obvious that I like what I like. Hues, shapes and something indefineable that charges my heart and eyes.
And, Mom, if you're looking down from that heavenly spot - are you pleased to see that I've graduated to no muss, no fuss computer screens and that the napkin drawer is undisturbed?
♥~~~♥~~~♥
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