Grey Cloak for Candlemas

Candlemas was busy enough, but candles were made and ritual occurred with this wee mixed media painting propped up at the hearth. When I made this I had no conscious idea of why, exactly. She feels Candlemas-y to me though. Something about the grey cloak and darkness contrasted with the bright flowers and golden rays, perhaps. Maybe she's Brigid. Maybe.

Painting a bluebird

I have had this canvas sitting in my various kitchens over the course of the last decade. It had a print on it that I liked, but recently I was struck with an urge to paint over it. So now we have a wee bluebird. My husband has a softspot for bluebirds and he’s a chef, so this little birdie wound up being for him.

I’ve been doing quite a bit of painting lately, so maybe more goodies later.