It's 31st January and I cannot believe I actually managed the full thirty paintings in thirty days. I've been taking part in the global '30 in 30' challenges (click here for more information and date for the next one) for a while now with the aim of simply creating more as part of an international group. This is the first time I've actually reached the full thirty pictures and I'm so chuffed that I continued on the cloud series theme.
I started drawing the clouds in the summer when I fractured my ankle and couldn't get around the island to sketch all the different places I had planned. Although I had featured them in my blog posts, I'd never released them for sale until I tentatively showed them to a trusted friend and she encouraged me to take the leap and explore this new direction (so lucky to have such lovely people who are honest and genuinely care).
So these are for sale in the online shop (some have already been reserved) and I hope to continue the theme this year.
Thanks for following my daily progress :)
Ideas spring from skies like this - the ones where you can't believe your luck that the moon is still visible and there are the bright glowing splashes of sunrise too. There's something special about being witness to the night-day transition and it always inspires reflective thought (sometimes with decisive action!). Sometimes it's just good to see and be a part of these winter mornings.
Normally the marshmallow tones appear from behind the heavier dark-grey clouds as the rays intensify and the wind moves the skies. Today, in an unusual stance, the pinks are part of the cloud-tussle, integrated in the energy. Maybe they decided to try out a different reality and took a stance - thought for the week for the rest of us earth-based mortals perhaps...who knows what life holds if we alter our intentions?
Sometimes it's the just the smattering of downy texture, the hint of intermingling between shapes that reminds me of the earth's natural generational circle of all things. These elements are all on their way somewhere, just hanging as the wind denotes, forming transitional beauty as time evolves. All are able to coexist in their layers, stunning in their own right and each contributing to the gorgeousness of the other - might be a utopian view but it forms an ideal world in my mind.
Sometimes it seems that there is just a heavy darkness as the clouds roll with the storms and that there will be no colours to signify whether the sun is rising or falling. It's so dark for so long that one feels the need to check the clock to see whether the day has actually escaped our waking hours.
Then, little by little, brilliant hues start to shine through and the darkness grudgingly makes way. The orange rays burn through and even give us a glimpse of the bright blue behind that has been primping itself for this very occasion - the moment where it can truly dazzle. And dazzle it does! Never fails to inspire and give hope in that the earth is continuing it's brilliant path regardless of human activity.