Monday Again!: Firelight

"Firelight"

Original Watercolour by Jean Haines

This painting  is sold so unavailable to purchase.

Watching  our cat Buster relax in front of the fire will now be a distant memory as the sun is shining more frequently with the Spring Weather. It is the beginning of an exciting new week. Many white pieces of paper  are tempting me to continue in my journey in watercolour.

A wonderful artist friend let me know recently how much they love seeing my blog. On days when they don't feel like painting they look here for inspiration and I was thrilled. In the same conversation they asked a question which comes up so much. 

" Why do you share so much online, aren't you afraid  of being copied? "

I thought about the question and came to this conclusion. We could all waste so much time worrying about what someone else is doing or we can live our own lives to the full instead.  I am reminded of a little old lady who lived in our Welsh village where I grew up. She was  well known as the village gossip. Villagers would hastily turn around or cross the road when they saw her coming. Every now and then she would knock on our door and be invited in for a cup of tea. This is where as a child  I would hastily disappear. I knew if I was seen and called into the room I would need to sit politely and listen to the conversation. I also knew I would be very bored so found ways to better use my time. 

Playing or painting!

 "Firelight" section of colours fading away from the subject.

What makes me laugh as I type this is that I obviously haven't changed. I will still vanish if an unkind word is spoken. And there are always better things to do.

As a teenager I couldn't help but ask why my guardian was so kind in listening to this elderly lady  regularly tell tales. Her reply has stayed with me all these years.

" Because if I listened it saved someone elses ears and besides, I won't pass  a word on."

"Firelight" Close up of Mouth section.

In all the days I knew her she was an incredible person. Only good was spoken and she was a shining if not impossible example of a human being to follow! But she did often quietly mention she regretted the time she had wasted instead of being allowed to carry on with her day.

When we paint we know if we are painting our own creations. What others do really is on their conscience and it shouldn't stop us sharing, giving or being part of this wonderful world of art where so many artists daily shine in their own styles. The journey to finding your own technique is not an easy one.  I hope I help many find their  path and  also help other artists reach their destination in their own journeys.

What a gift that would be .

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