"Which way is up?" my husband asked on Day 30. He went on to explain that if he looks at the painting one way people are on their knees in Islamic prayer. If he looks at it another way, the crowd is looking up. I was just painting colors and had no idea there were people involved.
Several times this month, I have admonished myself not to use so much water. Also on Day 30, puddles on the paperwork threatened to spill over onto the table . I dabbed a puddle with a tissue and like the textural result. The painting became about textures... An emergency response became a goal.
Art reminds me to be in the moment and that there are no mistakes .