Color palettes of copper and teal are seemingly so limited, but I find I’ve been using these a lot (like this). I spent much of the day painting papers, and as I layered I seemed to notice the serenity underneath more and more. Keep it simple and yet layered?
Reminds me of hot buttered rolls. I don’t really eat those anymore, but I certainly remember how lovely they are. It’s the color, soft texture and chewy remembrance. Simple in its ‘comfort.’
That’s what happens when I paint with ‘my’ palette. I know it. I work it. It feels my mood.
Serendipity. That’s when I can sense a shift. A flow which carries. A little anyway. Ahhh….From the underlying comfort and peace and quiet and space of color (soft color with shimmer) I am moved to discover something slightly new. Don’t look twice. You’ll miss it. But it happened. A shadow of discovery.
This is why I go through many tough phases of art making. To revel in a few moments of movement. Unexpected. Charmed. Like this……