Sept 18, 2017
oil on panel, 8"x8"
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Oh my flipping goodness. It felt so awesome to paint after all of that prepping.
When I originally prepared this reference and palette prior to the challenge, I was planning on painting my full body stance: confident, relaxed and excited to cook some eggs for Sunday brunch. However, those plans completely changed. I woke up super tired at 7am to the sounds of Jose pushing a client to implement their wireless updates, and when I finally completely got out of bed, he was gone and off to a client site.
Sad Sunday Brunch for one, anyone?
But for real, it was a sad deal, since I was planning on making some delicious chilaquiles after a week of Quaker Oats and iced green tea.
Don't tell Jose that, he would get even more sad that he had to go argue with a client at 8am on a Sunday.
Because of this sudden change of plans, I decided to forgo the eggs for one and had some Quaker Oats once again.
This has been my life lately- I plan one thing, and they suddenly get erased and run off in another direction. I know this seems so dramatic, they are only chilaquiles and Jose is a busy guy too, but I love to plan around my meals and my free time on weekends. These are one of the only things I have some sort of control over lately.
So, I decided to crop the reference photo I painted to include only the upper left corner of the frame, including my exhausted hand, early-morning waking skin, and an egg for one. This way, my stoked face is deleted, and instead I look exhausted and sarcastic. I like the close crop since it requires the viewer to enter the painting in a close intimate space. The egg never was eaten, it was only held. It was there, staring me in the face, taunting me to prepare it since it looked so good and I was looking forward to those chilaquiles for a few days now.
It was looking for me to prepare and plan something with it. And I decided not to.
Like I said previously, I know it's just an egg. And I'm totally personifying this egg. And this all sounds so pathetic. But, it was the story behind the egg that matters here.
I decided to put on my big girl pants and let it all go. Including putting the egg back in the box.
The important things here: I decided to, and I let it all go.
Not having control over one meal is not going to ruin my day. My life has been so all over the place lately, that it would really do me some good to get back to myself and start going with the flow once again. Especially in this insane month in my life when planning is practically my middle name, everyone is pulling me in so many directions, mood swings happen, life happens: all I wanted was to snuggle to some Sunday morning Netflix with Jose and eat some chilaquiles.
There is always tomorrow. I decided to put it off until tomorrow, and I let it all go.
What an appropriate kick-off image for this series. Like I said in my previous post, surprises await.
My style in this painting is swift, quick, confident yet wary. I started painting with very basic colors, even starting an underpainting, and mixing at least 15 colors, noticing that I was running out of time. I had to resort to moving paint around on the panel, pushing colors around for 2 hours until I ran out of time. I can't wait to move to the next one tomorrow and see how my process updates from here.
Happy Sunday! Chat with you beauties tomorrow.