what I learned today
Black gesso is messy.
Black gesso really works, and using the brand that works for you, helps a lot.
When working with black gesso.. wear gloves, it really is black
practice, practice, practice…..
So far I’ve tried it on different papers, waiting for it to dry, then I’ll press the papers over night. I had tried using white gesso with a black paint, but the results were not the same.
Learning to work with a new product, and to get results that please you, for your own personal style of expression, takes patience and the willingness to experiment. Taking chances, it is through mistakes that we learn, what we want.
This philosophy applies to our experiences in life. Sometimes we have to try something a few times, in a number of different ways to get what we “think” we want at the time. Each new steps, leads us to further discoveries. We need only be open to “change”
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Ompah is in Ontario, a little out-of-the-way, but not so far one can’t get to it. The seasons change, right now I’m sure it doesn’t look like this. It will be snow-covered, and likely there will be a chill in the air.
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There is a wonderland around us. We walk through it every day. There are magical people that pass us by on the street every day. People with dreams and imaginations just like ours, who from looking at them we would never know that they were actors in their own theatres and plays. Yet at night they could be transforming the world of others with their creativity and talents. You need only walk though a museum, see a window display, every where and especially at this time of year, you will see the creative expressions decorating homes and whole streets…. We love to delight.
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The rider had stopped for a break, I was close enough to the bike I could hear her settling down, the little pings, and noises that she made… what a beautiful sound. I toured her, and enjoyed viewing her. I believe that even inanimate objects know when they are loved and cared for. This lady had to purr when she was on the highway. Her owner took really good care of her. She had every right to be proud.
I did meet the owner ,=^_^= , when I was asked how did I know who owned the bike, I needed only to look, they must have cut quite the figure when the two of them took to the roads. Thank you Paul for being so courteous to someone who fell in love with your very special “lady”.
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