It feels great to be painting again! Especially after such a long time wandering in the desert.
I'm enjoying watching this whale emerge onto the paper in a spontaneous arrangement of blue, teal and lilac shapes. I wonder what it is about curves that so appeals to my eye...? Especially curves that first move in one direction and then arc back in the other, on a counter-curve.
Perhaps a good counter-curve elicits joyous somatic memories of dancing, waist and hips moving in rhythm. A counter-curve kinda brings it all back home: first out, then in... up, then down...
action, reaction. I guess it's about balance, and the sense of harmony balance brings.
Curved shapes speak to me of flowing liquid, the outlines of leaves, the shape of baby animals and other benevolent things. They're the smooth opposite to jagged glitches, sharp spikes, and the abundance of unforgiving straight lines in our built environment.
With curves there's fluid movement. It tastes like honey and sounds like water running over rocks.