A Fine Line

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I have found the world’s smallest paint brush.  It barely holds enough paint for one fine lined brushstroke at a time, which makes the process of painting very slow and quiet, almost meditative. Which means I can concentrate on my breathing. Which, if you are me… is a very good thing. I am learning… ~

Original watercolor ©Michelle Rummel

Drawn…

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…in and back. Some days it is so easy to get lost in the lines.

Only a glimpse of this one as it is still evolving…I keep adding intricacy of line, deepening depth with watercolor…trying, always to honor the strong pull of the coast and all that it means to me. I’m getting closer, I feel it.

Original ink and watercolor ©MichelleRummel

Rhythm

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I have been living and working in New York City for the past 8 days. It was an unexpected opportunity to rent an apartment in the city…A friend leaving town, she thought to ask me if I would like to stay. Too good to pass up, I just yelled YES…and imagined how I could and would spend two weeks away from home and my family in one of my favorite places. The first images in my mind were that of painting, creating. Quiet is a rare commodity in my home/studio. I don’t have the isolated, solitary, quiet painting time I used to have when my studio space was separate. And I miss it dearly.

I packed everything I could think I might want or need to create…art books that have been sitting, unread. All my watercolors, even the rarely used tubes. I brought my paper cutting knife…an interest I haven’t had time for. I brought yards of embroidery thread and needles to try my hand at embellishing my paintings.

The city is stimulating…I find I can get lost for hours just looking out the windows and watching the crowds float by. It’s loud. City noises that I am not used to hearing kept me up those first nights. I’m adjusting now and I imagine that by the end of this adventure I will barely notice the sirens and the horns at 3am (no matter, I’m usually wide awake then anyway;). The subway brings me downtown and unexpectedly, I find I like riding it! I walk everywhere, discover new streets, shops, restaurants…daily. I love the market…it has fresh flowers and smells so good. And I am working! A lovely morning at the NYDesign Center was filled with eye candy. I spent a day meeting with my design team in the showroom of my bedding Licensee and had a fantastic meeting to plan out the new collections that will launch in Spring 2015. I met with a potential new licensee too, and I know that partnership will be quite special when it finally comes together.

All these wonderful things and yet… I couldn’t paint. Oh, I tried… It’s all been set up and ready for me since day one. But I have found that it has taken me some time to get settled…to find a quiet pace that feels comfortable and good. I have had to be patient with myself and take time to adjust into this new place and space.  An easy rhythm is necessary for me to create…

It seems today it finally came. Inspired by a photograph I took yesterday of two orchids in full bloom in a Madison Avenue window, my first ink and watercolor painted in my makeshift studio in NYC feels just right. I loved that walk…it was gently encouraged and it calmed me and inspired me. Looking forward to seeing what else may come from the brush/pen/thread in the coming days ~

There are many links in the above text, they just don’t show very well…hover over the text to see some of my visual inspiration ~

Original ink and watercolor ©Michelle Rummel

Paint September ~ Day 26 ~ A Quiet Shell

Paint September ~ Day 26 ~ A Quiet Shell

My mind was elsewhere…

A gentle afternoon, just me and my paintbrush and a blank watercolor page that whispered to me the direction I needed to go in today.

Missing deeply, the ocean. So I painted a seashell…the kind I only dream of finding as my beach usually has little else but stones and slivers.

Like pigment on wet paper, my thoughts flowed and merged as they wished. I let them drift, happy in the moment… Quietly content ~

Original Ink and Watercolor ©Michelle Rummel

What Inspiration Feels Like…

What Inspiration Feels Like...

“When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.” ~ Rumi

Another, inspired by Paul’s evocative hosta photographs~  Not formally created for Paint September but I’m floating this one into the stream anyway;)

Original Ink & Watercolor ©Michelle Rummel