Opposite

On Sunday my husband took the kids out with him & I had the house to myself.  Outside it was foggy and the fog froze on everything it touched.  The trees would have glimmered with brilliant diamonds, had there been even a hint of sunlight.  I felt like I was alone on a desolate tundra.  So I thought it would be interesting to learn some Russian!  I can now say:  “Excuse me, Miss.  You understand English?”  (There is no word for “do”)

Then I charged up my i-pod & headed down to my studio to do some painting.  I really didn’t want to use any whites, or grays, or pale blues…  You get the idea, nothing COLD.  I wanted warm and relaxed.  I ended up with these fiery woods.  Different from my usual style, but I like it.  It feels like an oven.  Dry & bright & HOT.  I’ll take that.

Fiery woodland path - oil painting on hardboard panel by Joyce Brandon

Playing in the paint on an icy day.