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The soaring notes of the Lacrymosa of Mozart’s Requiem reverberated through the room. Orlando fled – he’s not a fan of the classics. Siddy looked vaguely interested then settled onto his chair with his teddy bear and a sigh. I looked at my paints. The metallics looked back at me and I chose first bronze, then gold and turned to the easel.
Using my fingers I stroked long bands of bronze around the top and right edges and dragged and smudged them into the canvas. It looked too heavy to me, so I swapped for the gold. Gold is a go to metallic in any of my paintings – it sparkles and shines and I love it. My finger traced stripes of gold around the blocks of colour, slowly, quietly as the music filled the room. As the music moved into the Domine Jesu I finished laying down the gold and turning, picked up the white and began to paint random circles and spirals and somehow found myself enclosing them with black paint. By the time I was done with that the Sanctus was reverberating around the room and I picked up the metallics again and built them up some more, allowing the colour to bleed over and blend into the circles.

There was no dancing today and I’m not at all sure about those black marks – we’ll see what tomorrow brings!
Any thoughts to share?
Thanks for coming by today I love that you did!

