I drew her eyes over and over again. Each time thinking they didn’t look the way I wanted them too. And yet, each time they came out the same. I finally gave in.
Trust it, I thought. And I did. Her eyes are expressing what I was feeling even if I not yet aware enough to see it.
I draped the doily around her head, a headdress, hair.
It’s the beginning of a fabric painting. One I started thinking about in November that includes the image of The Three Graces. I have some ideas about how to create her body.
Right now the “hair” doily is drying by the woodstove. I let it soak in the pot of tea to darken it all afternoon.
I’m determined not to think about her too much. Just take it one step at a time and see where it goes.
10 thoughts on “The Three Graces, Her Eyes”
what is the brown material around her eyes. very nice
Do you mean the color of her eyes Diane, That’s different colored threads, that I stitched on my sewing manchine.
Something about her reminds me of Jon?
Yes! yes! Looks as if she is turning into a sturdy, quiet, feet-on-the -ground kind of woman. Some one who would give a hug if asked but wouldn’t volunteer it.
Oh nice Erika, I like what you see!
KJ….I see it too, definitely.
She reminds me of a peasant woman… I like her.
You are so creative, I like the hair! Your puppy is growing with leaps and bounds! He is so cute and is learning the ways of the farm quickly.
Thanks Suzette, and It’s true about Zinnia!