For February of this year, I’m challenging myself to do a large’ish painting once a week. I’m starting very early with the first – I’m not sure if the plan is to do 4 and I’m starting early to give myself leeway, or if I’ll do 5 (1st, 7th, 14th, 21st, and 28th). I guess we’ll see!
Anyhow, one for the Chinese zodiac year!
Started this last year for the year of the snake, but did not finish until now owing to… things. 😅
Life goes on.
And a little something else.
And I still can’t take a decent picture of my paintings without the ceiling light glaring on them to save my life.
Originally posted the poem back in 2020, but have wanted to do a few paintings around it, and not sure if I will complete the larger one because lazy, so here’s the bitty one.
It was a slow burn.
A coal warming somewhere
in the seat of
the throne of love.
A complete surprise
yet natural
like a breath.
It grew to a flame
that burned itself out.
But somewhere
in the depths
a coal still burns.
You need only stoke the fire,
you need only feed the flame.
mehryment 