Insight

                                                             24 x 24 wood panel

                                                                   mixed media

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Recently, my husband told me that my art has given him better insight into me and how my mind works. At first, I didn't know how to take his comment, but as I thought about it,  I think I understood. Some artist paint precise and controlled, while others are whimsical, detailed, or really out there. Me, I'm all over the place. I'm easy going, yet volatile, messy, childlike, emotional, spiritual.... I think my work does reflect all those things that make up Cissy Primos Prewitt. So, I guess I understand what he was saying after all.

I must have been in a crusty mood when I painted this. I don't sleep well at night, and many of my art ideas come to me around 2:00 am. I wanted to incorporate some kind of architectural hardware into a painting. So, I went to an antique/flee market store that sold this kind of items and found boxes of old keyhole plates. (I don't know the official name of them.) It was exactly what I had hoped to find.

I wanted this painting to look like the plate, crusty, rusty and old. After it was finished, I didn't know if I liked the results, but after a day or two of looking at it, I think I do. At least I accomplished what I set out to do.

Blessings From Above

                                                               24 x 24  wood panel
                                                                      Mix Media

Before I took a break yesterday with my "drip trees",  I was into non-representational abstracts this week. This is largely because that is what my friend Phyllis, owner of View Gallery likes. And since she is kind enough to show my work at her gallery, that is what I worked on.  I love doing large paintings that are primarily white.  It feels clean and fresh, like crisp white sheets.   The truth is, I love painting this type of style. There is a certain ease to it, and it just kind of comes natural to me. So maybe, I have found "my style".   But since I also love doing "drip trees" and landscapes, like my sheep, I think I can have more than one "style".  I'm not for rules anyway, and in art why do you have to follow the rules that someone says you have to? It sounds silly to me.

My precious son, Dixon, turned 18 yesterday. He is such a joy to me and indeed a "blessing from above". I feel blessed to have him not only as a son, but in my life. He actually talks to me! That in itself is a miracle.

Trees For Betty

I've had the pleasure of becoming reacquainted with a wonderful, Godly woman from my past. My second child, Gwynn, came out of the womb screaming, and didn't stop until she was 9 months old. The only person that could seem to pacify her was a friend of the family named Betty. Needless to say, Gwynn spent a lot of time with Betty during the next few years. She called her "Shug". Betty was both a blessing and a big help. She moved away from North Carolina and we lost contact. But I found her again, and I am very thankful for that.

She loves my drip trees, and is very encouraging to me with my art. So, I played around yesterday and painted Betty some trees. I should paint drip trees more often. They make me happy, just like finding an old friend!

Peter

Last night, my husband and I took our two daughters out to dinner.  On the way home, we were discussing jobs for the future.  Gwynn, my 16 yr old, who works very hard to maintain an A-B average, said that she wanted to be a radiologist.  Grace, 14, who has straight A's and never opens a book, chimes in.  "I'm going to be a professional Gold digger, and see how that goes."  Somehow, I've let my third child slip through the cracks!


What that has to do with today's painting?  Absolutely nothing.  I just thought it was funny and shared it.  This is my version of  the famous French artist, Pierre Brisson's work.  My daughter Gwynn looked at it and said, "is it suppose to be abstract?"  I replied "yes".  Then she commented, "good, because it's proportions are all wrong!"  Therefore, where Brisson's work hangs in museums, mine is destined to the closet under the stairs, where all my unfortunate paintings live!

David

12 x 12

Mix Media

What a great day! My car is in the shop, so I get to stay home all day and paint. My son took my youngest daughter to school, therefore, I haven't had to get out any. I should be cleaning up the house, but I don't want to. So, Tommy will have to just be satisfied with having a happy wife tonight when he gets home instead of a clean house!

This was something I did this morning just for the fun of it. It isn't the best piece I've ever done, but it was a painting I had in my mind for several weeks, and finally got around to doing it. Actually, the photo doesn't do it justice. I put several layers of crackle paste on the wood panel first, then lightly washed paint on it, and finished it off with oil pastels. Now, I'm off to start my next painting!

Celebration Of A Life

                                                              Road To Montalcino
                                                                       36 x 36
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When I was 2 yrs old, outside of my church, a man saw me and said "I claim you one day for my daughter in law". 26 years later, I did indeed become what Tom Prewitt laid claim to. Needless to say, I had a long history with this man. Not all of it was in any stretch of the way, the ideal American family story, but I loved this man and he touched many lives throughout his life. We lost Tom aka"Duke" this week after a year of fighting cancer. Everyday, he was determined to find something to laugh about, and most importantly to "live" each day he had left, making an impact on someone's life. He did indeed do this. He wrote, "It (cancer) cannot silence our sense of humor nor rob us of our new found integrity; nor anything else we experience as we trudge along the Road of Happy Destiny. Cancer cannot take anything we don't give it. Nothing will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. Neither chemo, the poison pill, radiation, cyberknife, scans, good news nor bad news, neither predictions, nor anything else in all the world of cancer and disease, will be able to separate us from the Love of God that is ours in Christ Jesus."

I painted this the other night when I couldn't sleep. It was from a memory I had from my trip to Italy.

Morning Exercise

My new favorite artist, Robert Burridge, suggests doing several quick warm up paintings every morning to get you going.  This pear is one I did on watercolor paper toned a bright orange color.  These exercises help get over the first initial fear I sometimes feel as I start new paintings.   Some of them are yuck, but others are worth keeping.  It gives me something go back to when I want to do a larger painting.  It's like keeping a journal of different color combinations and schemes.