For today’s prompt of “Copper Bottom,” I ended up with a copper bowl with some freshly whipped cream. Many of you who read my posts know that I’m a huge fan of whipped cream and will often have it by itself as a dessert. Well, not often, of course, as Philippe won’t let me, but enough that it still seems like a treat without being agonizingly rare. I always make sure that we have a little carton of cream in the refrigerator, just in case. What I love most is that it’s so delightfully simple, without a ton of ingredients to make a bit of magic. This is why I enjoy my daily sketching habit as well, actually. With just a pen and a few colors and I can make my own bowl of whipped cream, even if it’s not the edible variety. I’ve made many of these fantasy desserts during my sketching journey and they always make me smile. Sure, a real bowl of whipped cream would make me smile just a bit wider, but in lieu of that, this is always the next best thing. The phrase copper bottom is used to refer to anything certain, so I’m still holding out hope that the weekend will close with a lovely treat.
What appears in my sketchbook each day is rather random and often a surprise to even me. I think that’s the wonderful thing about art. It reveals bits about who you are, even when those bits are simple and not usually worthy of depiction. But, I’m always drawn to the most ridiculously simple things in life. And I still just make things in my sketchbook, so I’ve no idea if that counts as art to those who decide such things. Today, we went to the theatre to see a one-woman show about the life of artist Frida Kahlo. It was a passionate and powerful show that we thoroughly enjoyed. Though many have heard of Kahlo now, she lived her life in the shadow of her more famous artist husband. After passing away in 1954, at the age of only 47, she was still not known as an artist. It wasn’t until my childhood, the 1970’s that she started to receive that recognition. Her work was rediscovered by art historians along with political activists. My favorite line from the show was from Frida herself when she said, “I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do.”
Words that are rather timeless and can certainly apply to anyone who is drawn to create something new. Some days, my own thoughts feel strange to even me, the one who had them in the first place. And as I ramble on here each and every day after creating something new, I have no idea what will appear next. Though, I’m always comforted in finding that I’m never alone in this journey. Each time I think I have a strange notion or approach to art, I find someone else in the world who shares my same thoughts and ideas. Not exactly, of course, as we’re all wonderfully unique, but close enough to make me feel like I’m not completely crazy. And better yet, I’ve “met” people who truly like my approach and want to play along with me! I think that’s the best part of an art journey. Discovering other voices out there who share your message. Often, like me, a message that’s born out of passion and not one meant to rock beliefs, but simply to make others happy. Nothing aggressive or political, but simply an appreciation of the true beauty of life. This, combined with the excitement to depict it with our own hearts and hands. I get such a thrill to see what everyone in our community makes each and every day. It’s the greatest treat I can imagine, like a bowl of whipped cream.
About the Doodlewash
Da Vinci Paint Co.: Aureolin, Opus (Vivid Pink), Terra Cotta and Cobalt Blue. Lamy Al-Star Safari Fountain Pen with sepia ink in an A5 Hahnemühle Watercolour Book. Want to purchase a print of this doodlewash? Send me a note with a link to this post, and I’ll add it to my shop!