Picture This Part 2

So then… Saturday Morning rolls around 

Johnny wants to come work on the abstract painting we started last week, he’s at my door at 9:30 a.m. eager to start; his mom and sister and Daisy, his dog, accompany him. I have the studio all ready for the next lively layers of paint.

We get our smocks on, don latex gloves, because we know we’re gonna get a little wild with the paint, and we sit back and take stock of our creation so far.

Johnny strokes his chin because that’s what we do when we ruminate, which one of his favorite words since he first heard it years ago…………..

I explain that abstract paintings needs movement, and energy, and light, and a good focal point, and a way for your eye to roam around and be delighted by what it finds. He listens carefully. I tell him, it has to work as a whole unified piece, but it needs to have interesting details. Then we get to work. I show him various techniques, he picks up on it easily. We’re a good match creatively.

I set up three-year-old Lizey at the studio table with a pile of plastic scissors that cut paper into all variety of edges and some finger paints.  She is thrilled. Daisy is happy to lay on the floor.

Then, Johnny and I fling paint, and add crayon marks and scribbles, and words and more paint. We splatter and flick and dab and swiggle. We stop and look at it from a distance. He’s a natural, doesn’t overthink it, just responds to what is blossoming before us. I like that.

We have to wait for it to dry, so we work on a small painting and a cat drawing.  Here’s the painting he did while waiting for the big abstract to dry.

Here’s the cat he drew.

Then we play Hide and Seek with Lizey and Richard. We get a little wild, running through the house, finding each other.

After we eat lunch, we return to our painting, we both agree… this abstract sings!

Just a few more finishing touches and it’s done. We both sign it. It’s our masterpiece.  A true creative collaboration.

Hours have flown by, before we know it, it’s time for Johnny and Lizey to leave. I roll up the painting carefully and give it to Johnny, who leaves the studio all smiles and hugs and happiness.

As I wave goodbye, I realize he’s just like our painting … full of energy and movement, he’s a unified whole with delightful details. He’s got a good focal point. And as for his light? Well, that’s pretty dazzling for this grandmother. He and Lizey both blind me with their gorgeous brilliance.