Suzannah Sulek
I’ve been using watercolor. Not something I learned in college or used back then when I felt more like an artist. My school was traditional and only taught oil painting. I started to experiment with this medium after my daughter was born and I was (again) trying to squeeze in some art time. I wanted something less toxic and easier to clean. So far it’s a love/hate relationship.
I mentioned in my first post that my daughter is helping me out and asking to see a new painting everyday she comes home from school. The days sometimes get busy so I started these small flower sketches filled in with watercolor. Just enough to get in my creative fix. I am so looking forward to Spring weather!
Thank you friends that brought by these lovely forsythia branches. Love east coast Spring flowers!
This is a combination that interests me for a couple of reasons. I began thinking about it when I first started living with my husband. He was in the army and the combination of things that would end up on our dining table caught my attention. Years later, inspired by motherhood, I started to be more interested in what is in the food we eat. I read a lot of unsettling articles. Food and more obviously, potentially dangerous gadgets no longer seemed so dissimilar. I’m still searching for the right result but this is a theme that I’m not ready to let go.
This is my first blog! I’ve been thinking about starting one for a while, mostly to document all the changes that motherhood has brought on. However, motherhood has kept me pretty busy so now, 6+ years later, my motivation is a little different. I am trying to get art back into my life and I want to be held accountable. Art for me is like vegetables – veggies nourish and make me feel healthy and more complete even if I have to remind myself to keep eating them. I also know that I am a better balanced person when I can draw or paint every once in a while. So, here we go.
In addition, I solicited help from my daughter (age 6). She expects to see a finished painting everyday she comes home from school. If I don’t produce, I have to pay the toll. Currently, the toll is one “very pretty jump rope” and if I can’t find one pretty enough then removing the training wheels from her bike will do.
