Through The Looking Glass

Through the Looking Glass

I gotta wonder about myself when I paint these abstracts. Somehow that red thing on the left makes me think of a portal into alternate universe. Or maybe it's my subconscious looking into Mars the red planet.

See more flights of fancy in my Abstract Gallery

Walker

Impassioned Sky

It's been awhile since I posted. Not because I haven't been painting but because I went off on a tangent writing a blog about rocks and crystals. Actually, I have been painting quite a bit and loving every minute of it.

As it turned out there was to be one more in my "Sky Series" and here it is.

Impassioned Sky

It's been a brutal winter here in NW Montana but I have barely noticed. The time has just flown by what with painting, rock collecting and guitar lessons. But, starting to get twitchy for spring now. Once spring gets started everything but the rock collecting will be taking a back seat to hiking. I'm hoping to go rock hounding at Garnet this spring. If we make it Molly will tell about it on her blog...... Maybe.

©Walker Barnard

Sky Rockets in Flight

I seem to be on a celestial bent. I have absolutely no idea why. It's just one of those things where I choose colors and let the paint brush go where it will. LOL! I think I have just developed my very first series, quite accidentally. "Sky Rockets in Flight" is the fifth in an accidental series of abstract paintings. The others are "Kootenai Sunset", "Cosmic Sunrise", "Spirit Sky" and "The Source".

Sky Rockets in Flight

The name Sky Rockets in Flight just popped into my head along with the tune to Sky Rockets in Flight Afternoon Delight. My fellow seniors may recall the 1976 Starland Vocal Band song by that title.

Here are the five pieces in the series. Oh yippee I have a series!

Celestial Series

I have no idea if there will be others in this series. It will just depend on how the celestial winds blow.

If you've never tired your hand at painting you really should. You most likely will surprise yourself like I did.  It's just a colossal joy to watching your creation being born. And, an even more colossal joy to look at it on the wall whilst thinking, "I made that".  And, painting is so much easier than photography.

©Walker Barnard

Spirit Sky

This is unusual. Lately I seem to have some kind of "thing" for the sky. My last three paintings, including this one, have had to do with the sky.  "Kootenai Sunset" and "Cosmic Sunrise" being the other two. I have no clue as to why.

What I enjoy most about these paintings is that all three were totally spontaneous. When I started painting I had no destination in mind. I just picked a color. Slapped it on the canvas and built the painting from there.

In the case of "Spirit Sky" my lofty aspiration was to use up remnant paint I keep in tiny paint pots. I hate to waste anything so I scrap up every bit of unused paint and put it in little pots. Both my parents were young adults during the Great Depression. It made quite an impression upon them. I was raised on axioms like "A penny saved is a penny earned" and "A fool and his money are soon parted". I am not complaining. I learned a lot about wealth building which today allows me to paint from the heart. That is a tremendous freedom and joy. Experiencing joy is one of my main drivers. I admit, however, my joy is further enhanced when someone tells me they like what I have created. I am not without ego. :)

When I put paint in the pots I put it in arbitrarily thereby randomly mixing colors. I would have no idea how to recreate some of these colors. But, then again, who cares? I surely don't. It's all part of the play. Painting really taps into my inner child.

Spirit Sky

So, there it is another totally unbridled and reckless painting and I love it. I am addicted to two things in this life endorphins and color. I get my endorphins rushes from walking and my color highs from painting. Gads, I'm a junkie!

©Walker Barnard

Cosmic Sunrise

In no way shape or form did I have this painting in mind when I started. For better or worse it just put itself down on the canvas. I didn't have all that much to do with it other than provide the avenue.

What I ended up with I would judge to be a colorful, abstract painting of a sunrise on some distant planet, a cosmic sunrise.

Cosmic Sunrise

As I sit here looking at it on the wall I just want to climb into it and take that road over the horizon. What's over there? What new day dawning would I find? My boots are made for walking and I want to explore this infinite place.

©Walker Barnard