Abandoned in the Garden
7" x 9" oil on canvas panel
When the muse becomes less than amusing or takes an unexpected leave of absence, its like hitting a wall. You have a need to produce, but the connection between brain and hand doesn't exist. Inspiration is nowhere to be seen, packed up and taken away in the muse's overnight bag.
I'm museless at the moment and its frustrating. I know it will pass. And when it does, I'll go to the other extreme of being overwhelmed with ideas to the point of not wanting to sleep so I can get them all down. So what to do?
When this happens, I look in a couple of directions. I browse art sites and artists' blogs. I create other things in the form of knitting, cooking, and heaven forbid, cleaning sometimes. I also try other subjects or mediums that I'm not as comfortable with to allow myself to get colour on canvas but not think much about it.
This piece is one of those free thinking, abstract pieces that allows me to thumb my nose at the muse's departing back. Inspiration came from some photos of the garden one summer. Hot reds and oranges against dark foliage tipped with sunlight lit up the spot. A brush was soon abandoned in favour of a palette knife and thick smears of oil paint. Abstract meets floral.
Take that muse!