It’s been far too long since I posted an actual painting! The Illustrator experiments have been good training, but my hand was itching to hold a brush. So here’s the result:
I imagined a medieval monk patiently illuminating a manuscript, when suddenly an alien spaceship lands in the monastery courtyard. Surely his new acquaintances would make their way into the margins.
Original & prints available on Etsy.
This is another curiotype for A.Word.A.Day. It was really challenging (but fun) to paint because of all the teeny-tiny tools. I cribbed them from Joseph’s workbench in Campin’s Mérode Altarpiece.
‘Tis the season for maximum mess-making around here. I love making gifts, but as always when I’m in the midst of an interesting project, I seem to develop a severe case of mess-blindness. Between all the crafting, Etsy packaging, card-making, decorating, gift-wrapping & artwork, my studio tends to build up quite an alarming residue of tools & materials as Christmas approaches.
By Christmas Eve I always feel exhausted, overwhelmed by the surrounding detritus, yet giddy with some sort of seasonal magic. I figure Santa’s elves must feel the same way. Also, I think a little celebratory beverage can make clean-up time a lot more bearable, don’t you?
Good Wassail to all of you lovely oddment-hunters!
Acrylic on text (scanned from an old dictionary) on canvas, 6″ x 6″
“Things sweet to taste prove in digestion sour.” –Shakespeare.
Text scanned from Foods and Household Management, 1915
