My husband and I saw Harry Connick Jr. in concert tonight. What an artist, his piano playing along with his singing were a pure delight to listen to. It made me think more broadly of what the term artist really means. He sang with emotion and talent. The audience was drawn into the whole experience. Made me more aware of the need of the artist to draw the viewer into the painting.
I am very fortunate, as my husband is creating a pochade box for me. He gave me a lovely box with paints for our first Christmas about five years ago. I misplaced it when we moved into our house and by that time two years had past. I started painting about four years ago. How time flys. The paints, pencils, pastels have all been uses and the lovely box just sitting there beckoning to be recreated. I plan to do the 100 small paintings plein air recommended by, if I remember correctly, Kevin Mac Pherson. So the box is going in my car and I hope to have an intimate relationship with it. May even lead to my posting more frequently. For sure will allow me to take my paints on our trips.
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I have to thank all the bloggers out there as they remain a valuable source of inspirations and education.
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