Folk Art Mixed Media

This is my second try at mixed media. 

I wanted to paint over her face and start over

so many times, but I promised myself

beforehand that I was choosing volume

of work over perfection. 

This is what she looks like before beeswax.

The following is after the beeswax. 

Grrr. . ruined another piece. 

It'd be easy to insert a snarky 

remark here, but I'll refrain.

I want and need to allow myself grace throughout

this season of learning. 

Well, it's back to the drawing board.

Happy Mother's Day if it applies to you.  

Peace, Love and Joy

Terri

My Very First Acrylic Portrait

 She had an old fashioned charm

about her that I adored. 

I found her tiny picture in an

old Victoria magazine. 

She'd be the subject of 

my first portrait painting. 

I have a bad habit of wanting

anything I'm learning to be perfect right 

from the start, but I'm fighting it. 

There was a lot of work and reworking,

and it still wasn't quite right. 

Then there came a point when I had 

to say she was finished. 

Even as I look at her now, I see

things I want to fix and change. 

But I've decided to leave her just as

she is, perfectly imperfect. 

She's my first stepping stone, and 

I'm off to my next one. 

Thanks for stopping by.

Wishing you peace, love and joy.

Terri

Mixed Media Failure

My first time experimenting 

with this genre of mixed media ended

up in a failure. 

There were some things I wanted to change

as the project progressed, but I kept pressing

forward, wanting to get my first piece completed.

I made her head too big, messed up the neck area,

the outlining was not subtle enough, . . and on and on . . .

All of that I thought I could live with until

it came to the fiasco with the hot wax.

Apparently I didn't get enough coverage on

her face with the colored pencils before

I poured the hot wax.

Gray spots rose up from underneath. Ugh. 

The point of no return. 

I'm not going to let it get me down.

I've learned a lot and will carry that knew

found knowledge in to my next piece.

No one starts out as an expert in anything. 

As my Dad used to say, "Repetition is the Mother of skill."

Wishing you peace, love and joy.

Terri