Rosé is a type of wine that has just enough red in it to look pink. Though a pleasant color, it can appear weak, washed out, or diluted. The title of this piece, Rosé, came to me on completion. Though not planned, I worked through it in a way that was more akin to art therapy than fine art production. Started in fall  2011, I approached the canvas with gusto. This creation was going to be atypical to my repertoire, a one session overnight piece from the imagination. Very quickly, white flowers started to emerge, and a sense of peace. Then, things got crazy for a while. It seemed impossible to get back to finish off what was started, the mood lost. Fast forward to May/June 2012, and I coaxed myself to try again. One day on, one day off. Like many other artists, I struggled with needing to take time-out from painting. I’d put paint on, then wipe it off, Any brightness was jarring. Words floated in my head. Some fit the painting. Others didn’t. Friends came by the studio and seemed to like the dull look, advised me to leave it as it was. It was incomplete that way, I thought. I added the words, had to add the words. Then, it was complete—at least to me.



p.s. If the words can’t be seen clearly from the photo, here they are, from left to right, top to bottom: motivation, respect, truth, belonging, love, ambition, hope, trust,  connection, confidence, support, joy. Please note, I have marked in bold four of them to come back to at a later date. If you take the first letter from each (in italics) the word blah is evident. More about that later...