|My Ancient Twisted Karma|
Watercolor on Arches, 22" x 22" © 2013 Kristine Fretheim
All of my ancient twisted karma,
from beginningless greed, hate and delusion,
born through body, speech and mind,
I now fully avow.
I'm in limbo, unable to get moving in the new year. I've no shortage of ideas for new work, yet I'm just percolating here in my studio, hanging out in the uneasiness and ambiguity between paintings. Do I take the familiar path— and immerse myself in a realistic painting with a clear end? Or jump into something new and untried? Instead, these past few weeks, I've been cleaning and puttering in the studio. My palette was getting moldy and some of the pigments had turned to a gravely sand-like consistency, so I decided it was time to forfeit some of them. I washed out the wells, saving what pigments I could, and cleaned dried puddles of color off the center mixing area. Washing these puddles away revealed the mixing area has become stained with sepia and winsor violet. I can work with it, but if any of you know how to get rid of these stains, please let me know!
I replaced the old, crusty pigments with fresh, new, wet ones, filling up the palette again with colors I've grown to love. Verditer blue, lavender, naples yellow have caught my fancy. They're not transparent and in fact have a white base that adds a translucent fog to whatever image you apply them to. I didn't stop there. I also purchased a set of Daniel Smith granulating pigments and their own little palette, and a new ground by Golden Acrylics to experiment with. Texture is the name of the game! Staining, lifting, scraping, scratching, sanding, glazing, layers upon layers. I guess that is a bit of a new painting direction for me.
As I worked on this painting, the words, All of my ancient twisted karma, drifted through my mind. I don't know why. Maybe they came to spring-clean my psyche, preparing me for another leap into some new unknown. We'll see.
May your new year bring happiness, health and well-being.