The Urge Overwhelmed Me

and
I had to draw and then paint.
work in progress

Originally I planned a couple months ago to paint a dog on an orange background on canvas. I painted the canvas a yummy orange and there is sat in my studio for two months. Yesterday I had an urge to draw so I painted over the canvas in white and cream acrylic. It is wonderful to just draw on it with charcoal and wipe off with a soft cloth. So I played around with that for a while. Out of that is growing a painting. Some of you may recognize the eye. For some reason I just wanted to put it on the neck. Perhaps deep in my mind is the thought of how one gets a lump in their throat when they see loved one's hurt?

It Vexeth Me
like gnats on an summer evening when others decide what the driving force is behind my creative need. In answer to a recent comment. No, I don't use art to cope, nor is it therapy of some kind (even if I do work that addresses issues I have experienced). Sometimes there just isn't an agenda beyond the desire to use one' s hands in creative pursuits, or to use art the way you use your mouth to talk about things that interest you.

Art Muse Rules
and
I'm at it's mercy!