Always interested in the edges of things…
Loved painting this for so many reasons.
Original watercolor… ©Michelle Rummel
Two days at the ocean to fill my soul well back up. A spontaneous trip that was needed, despite the hellish drive (15+hours total). And even if the weather was less than glorious, it simply didn’t matter…Awake at dawn to absorb the filtered light and it was so lovely, making all the colors softer, gentler somehow. I wished I had my paints with me at that moment to capture the subtle grays and greens. Really enjoyed the pier… from above, the water shone emerald. Standing underneath, it was haunting the way the tide slowly rolled in then crashed around pillar only to smooth out once again leaving a trace of foamy lace. Mid day, the largest sand dunes on the East coast called my name … a climb to the top, sandwiched between views of sea and sound. Loved the wind up there… And it carried all the way back to the shoreline, whipping waves wild and frothy, inspiring paintings yet to come…
Dip me gently in the ocean
Bathe me in blue,
Absorbing energy, I float…
Drenched salty ~
End of the month means that Painting September comes to an end…loved it. Was great for me, for my creative soul and spirit. Though admittedly, I am ready to take a little break:) Love to all for kind support all month long. A painting a day is no easy feat..I did my best as time, life and energy allowed. I’ll be formally adding all the available watercolors to my blog or website soon…give me a little time to get organized;) My deepest gratitude to all who have already inquired or purchased works… ~ Shell
Original Ink & Watercolor Michelle Rummel
I spent many hours with paintbrush in hand towards the end of my yesterday…moved paint around paper, little thought, play mostly. There were distractions galore…my house, not quiet. Several paintings came, none of which felt particularly right to me and none of which I’ll share with you here. I had all but called Day 17 a bust when a passing comment caught my eye and made me take pause…
Creation without Inspiration is pointless.
So I flipped the page in my watercolor book and began again, this time, recalling an image of rocks on shoreline that floated my way earlier in the week… and the paint flowed with ease and this simple painting is what emerged.
The reason I decided to try my hand at PaintSeptember was to challenge myself to show up daily, paintbrush in hand, with the mindset of creating…something…anything. An exercise in discipline, something I need when it comes to creating as the business side of my brain often pulls me in other less artistic directions. My initial goal was simple…show up, paint something and if happy with it, share it along. My routine has been to sit down without prior thought of what to create in mind, then, see what comes…. What I have learned so far, is that I need to be touched by just the smallest spark of inspiration in order to do good work. The paintings that I have been most pleased with this month all came from an inspired place within after having felt/noticed the magnetic pull of a feeling, emotion or idea.
For me, just showing up is an excellent first step, but it’s simply not enough, especially since it’s important to me to create art that is infused with depth, emotion and meaning.
Original Watercolor & Ink ©Michelle Rummel
“I held my breath as we do sometimes to stop time when something wonderful has touched us”~ Mary Oliver
The ocean has a strong pull over me. I am at peace there…grounded and balanced. Palpable, the quiet calm that comes from within.
My memory is often hazy…details of my life tend to mix and melt into something that feels a bit like shadow. My recall is clouded with fragments of memory. But the smallest of seaside moments stick with me. There is utter clarity…It is as if each time the tide retreats, it smooths the layered haze, leaving behind a softness of pure memory and thought…
A pleasure to paint what I love… ~
Original Watercolor ©Michelle Rummel
Aquarelle runs deep within the lines of her.
She breathes cerulean…
Floating transparent, in the tides of time.
Original Watercolor ©Michelle Rummel