After the amazing feedback I had from my latest dreamy ink paintings I knew I had to make more paintings like this.
Working without a care is always a delight and now that I am feeling creative I wanted to make a few more of these lovely paintings.
The crispy vintage paper lets the ink flow in a very unusual way, creating images with a ghostly quality.
They are perfect for the ideas that I have on my mind now, combining memories from a distant past from my family and friends.
Life experiences and ties between our ancestors make us what we are today. We stand on the shoulders of the ones that came before us to be what we are today, and even tough they may be long gone, their memories still live within us.
I wanted to remember that we are all connected, we are all belong somewhere else thanks to our connections from our pasts. At some point, our families were migrants too. They arrived to new places, they were received with love and respect and thrived into what we are today.
That is why I chose to divert from making realistic, detailed faces. They are like the memories of our ancestors, faded in time and space but still with us, on what we remember of them, our our family traditions, on our culture.
Even after all this time, lest us not forget that they came before us, some from distant places, always looking for a better future for themselves and their descendants. We admire them for their courage, and thank them for taking the risk of leaving what they knew to try to make a better world for us who came before them.
I’m still adjusting to the big change that we had to go over last year. As you know, I had to sell my house and after a huge amount of problems and situations, I moved back to my old home.
This house is old, has a lot of issues that need fixing and it’s not as nice as the one we had before, but I like it. It’s the place where I brought both my kids when they were born and when’re they took their first steps and said their first words. It’s got family history.
Unfortunately, now that I have two kids and one of them is on the brink of being a teenager and the other one an incredibly active first grader, we don’t have a lot of space. I had to give up my former studio to give each one of them a room, and I took over the living room as a makeshift studio.
That means we are still living under a lot of unpacked studio boxes, containers and who knows what else. I am missing half of my materials because I have nowhere to put them, but art calls and I need to work.
My creative brain needs to work, my bills need to be paid but I don’t have a lot of space… What to do?!?
I had to take the situation with a little humor and remembered one of my favorite books, “It’s not easy being a bunny” (Believe me… it’s not!) where he wants to be a lot of things besides a bunny.
Like P. J. Funnybunny, I said to myself… Now I want to be… A WATERCOLORIST!
And you know what? I LOVE IT!!!! I had worked on watercolors before, it’s one of my favorite mediums and I even teach an introductory online class, but I never took it as my main medium because there are so many things to work on!
But I am so glad I took this detour in life. Having to work in a little space and with limited resources has made me appreciate the magic of water and pigment doing their work even more than I used to, and letting my artistic soul take over my brushes and paints and do it’s thing. It’s magical. And loving the process has allowed me to take my time, improve and experiment even more.
I am so happy with the process that most of the pieces I have been making find homes before they are even finished. And that fils my heart with joy. As an artist, it’s one of the greatest honors.
My style is also taking a new direction. More detailed faces and different themes. They still have the same melancholic eyes and mysterious faces, it’s just a new different me. What do you think of them? Do you like them?
Finally, I am able to sit down and paint on a makeshift studio.
hope you had a good weekend and you had a great time if you are a Football fan. I’m not a fan myself and we used the time to try to clear out the clutter and make the house a little bit more livable.
When we had to move everything, I mean EVERYTHING was packed and crammed into boxes and containers, and the studio takes a humongous amount of space. Finally, this weekend we managed to unpack a TV and a couch. You can see it in the back before we unwrapped the couch to have a place to sit in. We have been living without a TV for who knows when. Weird.
I managed to complete your super generous orders (Finally, down to the last packages of the 200+ orders!) in a very very tiny space. Fishing some of the originals that got boxed is a challenge. My deepest apologies for the delays, It’s really inexcusable but the circumstances were extraordinary but I really thank you for your understanding. From the bottom of my heart. Now the last packages should arrive by the end of the week.
Still, in the midst of the chaos, I managed to create a few things. An oil painting that was half done when I left and now a royal princess has come to existence on a beautiful background.
And a few small watercolors on paper because that’s all I have space for right now. It’s really, really tight and I have to move around carts to sit down, then surround myself again when I sit to work so I can reach for the materials. It’s comical actually because now it looks like I build an art supply fort when I work and I have walls made out of paint tubes and a watercolor moat.
I have to pull the carts, move my chair, pull the carts back in and then surround myself with them again. It’s definitively a challenge!
But the show (and the art!) must go on. I am now seeing this as nothing but a bump in the road in life and I will welcome the challenge. After this, I am coming stronger, wiser and a better artist, you’ll see. Well… Enough rambling. Would you like to see what I have been up to? Here they are!
All of them are original Danita watercolors, they measure 5 x 7 Inches on thick watercolor paper. Just click on each painting and it will take you to the link on my online gallery and shop for you to adopt them.
Some say that inspiration cannot be beckoned, it’s sacred and you have to wait for it come to you, and always ready to read the subtle signs that will tell you when it arrives. I have proof of that now.
I had been totally dry of ideas and I had this girl on my desk, waiting for inspiration to arrive, but to no avail. I kept on sketching on her, but none of my ideas really convinced me.
My last sketch turned out to be some kind of wings on her back, maybe butterfly wings, but I was not really sure what I wanted her to be.
I got frustrated, so I got up from my table and got out of the studio earlier than usual to pick up my kids from school. Maybe a walk could help me gather my ideas.
And just like that, I found it, right on my doorstep. It was a beautiful butterfly, flapping it’s wings on the sidewalk. It looked like it was hurt and trying to fly again but was not succeeding.
I thought about it and I carefully picked it up and took it inside. Maybe she just needed some water and food and she will be ready to fly again.
I put it in a box so it would not get hurt with a little sugary water in a bottle cap, and set out to pick up my kids from school.
I showed the butterfly to my kids and they took turns looking after it, they love animals and they were fascinated with it. My son took his art supplies and started sketching it, and my Daughter took a magnifying glass to study it while it was in the box.
What they didn’t know, and I really had no heart to tell them, was that the butterfly was not doing that good. It looked like it was her last day.
Next day I went to the box to see how it was doing, and as I expected, it didn’t make it.
And it got me thinking, it was alive one moment and the next, it was gone. Poof, just like that. After that, a tidal wave of thoughts and emotions flashed trough and I knew what to do.
I did art. It’s the best way I have to explain all my emotions and ideas and pour them out to the world. I painted the same butterfly wings on the girl I was working with, and I knew it was the right thing for her.
I had been depressed lately, with this feeling of uncertainty about my future as an artist and wondering if I really should continue this path or not.
After seeing this fragile creature hang on and bringing beauty to the world until it’s very last day, I knew I could not give up.
I painted that uncertainty I was feeling on the girl’s face. She is pondering about the future and knows she is fragile, but she is also beautiful.
She stands strong, because she knows that while she exists, there are things to do, places to explore, art to make.
even if you did not know her story, she is still a powerful image. I love the way she is standing, ready to take flight and explore the world.
and now that you know her back story, I think it becomes a much more intimate image. One that speaks of my hidden fears and how I overcome them day by day.
And of course, you know me. Once I start, I cannot stop, so I kept on painting all my feeling and emotions onto canvas until I ended up with a beautiful series of new paintings.
Some of them have my recurring themes, like the obsession I have for twins. You know, two minds, one body. I find the idea so fascinating.
I love the face on this girl, defiant yet gentle and sweet. I like to think that she is my self portrait.
Then I was thinking of the blue fairy from Pinocchio and the movie AI, and the beautiful butterflies I saw in Costa Rica, and I made a blue butterfly.
And last, a girl with a chrysalis on her back. She is waiting for the change that will come. She is not sure when or where it will happen, but she knows it will be one day. It’s a matter of waiting.This was a very emotional series for me, finding that butterfly really got me thinking if this was just a strange coincidence, or if there’s something looking after me and sending subtle messages and letting me know I should keep on making the world a beautiful place.
What do you think? Let me know on the comments section!
You already know what happens when I get obsessed with a theme, right? I will not stop until I am utterly and completely satisfied with exploring every option and technique about it.
This past days my obsession has taken me to work with Little red riding hood, and I have been watercolor paintings, paper dolls, classes, and now, an art doll.
Working with her all night, I just had to add her to my ever growing collection of art dolls. Each one of them holds a little piece of my soul, and I just love making them. Now, Little red riding hood is looking for a home! Go and see more of her on my online shop!
I made here while I was in the forest last month, filming my latest online tutorial “Sketching in the woods” where I teach you how to paint a little red riding hood watercolor portrait just like this one.
And then, last, but not least… A little red riding hood paper doll! I have been working on this original paintings turned into poseable dolls.Now you can create your own with my downloadable pattern. It’s ready to be printed, colored and assembled so you can have you very own Danita Paper doll.