I have been painting, drawing, doodling, etc for most of my life. Pretty much since I discovered finger painting in Kindergarten, I was in love. My undergrad degree was in Studio Art from Concordia University, Irvine and going to school for the arts was the best. I’d stay up late, turn on Norah Jones and go to town with the paint brush. My college roommate, Stephanie just Facebook messaged me, reminiscing about those college days in the dorm when she was studying biology and would watch me paint. It was such a great time in my life, I miss it. I can’t believe it’s been 11 years since Graduation. WOW!
Anywho, I pretty much stopped painting when I moved to Denver to study Interior Design, and that took over. Between a new city, a new school, planning a wedding and the craziness in between, the paint brush was put down. Over the years, I moved all of my art supplies from house to house but they were still never used. At a garage sale before Everett was born, I was cleaning out and decided to sell some of my old stuff. I only kept my favorite supplies and thought, “hopefully one day I will be able to use these again”.
Finally, the opportunity presented itself when I was installing a job for work and the art arrived, not being the exact colors we were expecting. I went to the store, bought some paint and a paint brush and made it look the way we wanted. This reminded me of how much I missed painting. Any chance I got for “fixing” a painting at work, I took it.
For the past few months, I’ve been designing a clubhouse for an apartment complex here in Denver. The space has extremely high vaulted ceilings and requires a piece of artwork over the sofa that needs to be large and in-charge. Bold, graphic lines came to mind and since the current trend is geometric shapes and contrasting colors, I decided to paint something structured and in my favorite shades of black, white and gray. I picked up the paint brush and got to work.