phoenix goes eagle

This one is my first painting ever.  You know, besides the stuff along the way for school projects…  But as an artist, sitting down to paint, this is it.

It came out after my first trip to Europe.  Two months of France, Italy, Greece, Amsterdam, and England.  It just came out.  Maybe its time to head back over there.

My dear friend Carrie came in after it was finished and said ‘That’s mine.’  So it is.  It’s up on her office wall, and it’s big too.  A good 4 x 6 feet.

The second belongs to Carrie’s bff Meghan, who is a totally good friend, rad person, and frickin’ brilliant.

I called it ‘Thresh-Hold,’ and its up on Meghan’s wall in Bogota, Colombia.

This didn’t come out as easily as the first; it was a journey of decisions and almost mistakes then realizing, ‘ohh, I like it that way.’  Learning curve balls.

This is what happens to most paintings if I hold onto them for awhile.  The former I did like, it captured what I wanted to say.

And then I went and excited myself and got more into it.  By excited, I mean lines and ideas, enunciating through space; that sort of thing.  I started it in Alaska, my second trip there in 2008; I had a really good time with friends, family, and Alaska outdoors.  It was so cool, I even began a romantic process with a guy, and things started off smoothly, intelligently.  My third trip, for New Year’s, started off on the same notes – however, it ended with a thud (my heart fell on the floor), as the romantic guy lost his nerve and broke up with me right before I left, not even an hour after telling me how much he cared about me.  He says he got scared… and I learn how to forgive, and move on.

So coming back to this painting could have been a cheap shot to my guts, like “ohh, man, wtf?”  Instead it was just a reminder of how great I am doing.  Holler on that, yo.

It’s $150 dollars, plus shipping.