First of all, I would like to thank all my readers for the overwhelming response to WCW. My most genuine gratitude to all of your kind words and encouragement on the new series/photography. You are pure gold.
Second, happy Labor Day to all of you. I hope you are grilling up some delicious meat with some of the people you love the most. I cheers you from Houston.
Thirdly, Clint and I have been painfully itching for a trip. For the last year, we have been saving, planning, brainstorming and dreaming of our next adventure. And we have finally decided on backpacking across Europe and ending in Morocco. We are still in intense research mode, but we are hoping to take a modest 2-3 week trip across the Northern Hemisphere this Winter (crosses both fingers) with nothing but a pair of cameras and the clothes on our backs.
Clint is doing most of the planning for all the incredible places we are stopping, but has given me Paris as my own project to plan. I am in love with Paris from afar. The culture. The fashion. The romanticism. The history. From Hemingway to Chanel, I am fascinated with this city that curated so much of what I find to be so magical and lovely. And while I tried to pretend that the Eiffel tower was overrated and touristy, I long to see it. And have a coffee where Fitzgerald changed literature. To witness the city that is deep and sad and buzzing and hip all at once. And while I know I am going to be in unwashed clothes and train slept hair when I see it, I am beside myself with anticipation.
Lately, I have taken up painting. I stumbled upon a work of art that I adored at an antique shop. I loved it so much, I would stop in every once in a while to look at it, each time hoping that it hadn’t been sold. With a handsome price tag of 4 grand, I knew it would never be mine. So I decided to try my own hand and make my own. So I went out and bought myself a 28″x36″ canvas and some new brushes. Much of the paints and supplies I still had from my college art classes. I took the evening and I painted my own piece of work with the same color scheme I found so beautiful in the antique shop painting. I sent a picture of the finished product to my friend who strongly encouraged me to post it on social media to get input. Once I did, the response was truly surprising. I was getting offers to buy it, along with generous praise. I was FLOORED. I was so scared to even post it in public and they wanted to BUY IT? I hung it up in my office, but soon after, I was wanting to paint more of them. Half out of curiosity (that was surely a one hit wonder.. right?) and half out of the creative freedom I felt while painting the first one. I felt like time flew by and was alone to express my emotions with a paint brush.
So I painted some more. One for over the fireplace. One for the bathroom. One for our bedroom. Another for the office. I was loving this. And running out of room. And money. (Thank goodness for hobby lobby’s 40% coupons.) But I still wasn’t selling them. I wanted to have a good enough cause.
And once this backpacking trip became a reality, I decided it was time. Time to paint for Paris. So in the next few weeks, I will be spending my free time painting different sizes of canvases to sell to help support our trip. I’m not sure yet on how I will be selling- on etsy, or simply by word of mouth through social media. If any of you readers sell handmade goods, please comment with your recommendations! I will be ever so grateful! I would love to get one (or 4!) of these labor of loves into the homes of the people I cherish.
I will be open for business once I can get about 5-10 paintings ready.
But here are a few snap shots of my project from this week, and my first attempt at using gold leaf in my work.
Thank you for reading! And all of your continual support.