Alive in Ink!
Surrender to the Brush!
I stand at my table, my mind quiet.
Holding the handle just at its center, I dip the soft bristles into the black ink.
Then with a pounce; twist or turn, I quickly mark the
thin absorbent paper, any splatters, drops and "accidental" washes
become part of the painting. Later, after the ink has dried, I may add colors;
oil bar, wax crayon or acrylic.
This ancient tradition of ink painting, Sumi, comes from Asia.
A medium of ink, paper and often one brush ignites my imagination, it's a powerful combination
of serendipity and brush work mastery.
My emotions in motion; recorded in ink, speaking a truth that can't be erased. My giving in,
is giving to. Nature is my muse-a way to explore the wilds of myself.