Hi there!

Absolutely nothing beats the joy of watching water colours play on paper from the touch of a brush in my hand. I have and always will enjoy painting even though it sometimes takes me ages to get into the momentum of painting. ‘Scribbles and Splashes’ is a blog that I once began when I wanted to let go of the pent-up urge to splash with water colours and share pictures and the behind-the-scenes thoughts with my family sitting kilometres away from me. Over the years, it has been dormant for months (nearing a year and sometimes even more such as when motherhood beckoned!) and then been active in fits and starts.

Mid-2013 is when I feel like looking into the mirror and declaring this as “The Moment” that this becomes the year of the revival and flourish of ‘Scribbles and Splashes’, the blog and its growth into a self-sufficient near-full-time engagement for me.

I thrive in art. Period. If I could, that’s all that I would do all day long. It seems like a distant dream right now, but this is where I start playing around with a wish and seeing how it takes shape. I’m splashing, I’m scribbling about it and I’m becoming “an artist”. From exactly right now.

January 30, 2009

In The Prime

I've realised three things with this painting - exactly when think you've finished all those bugs and beasts on your to-do list to make time for this one evening that you want to paint, you'll be bombarded with unexpected work from all quarters. There were children who needed to talk 'suddenly', a colleague who needed help with a class activity 'suddenly', a post-dinner meeting that went on for MUCH longer than anticipated, and then of course, a sudden tiredness and procrastination that seemed to engulf me last night the minute everything else was at bay.

The other big discovery - I enjoy day-paintings a lot more than night ones! If for nothing else, night-paintings seem to have a ticking timer for the upcoming morning that makes me somewhat impatient. Day-paintings, on the other hand, promise me that just in case I can't wind it up by dusk, there's a whole night that's waiting!

The third lesson - Paper Matters. The puddles on this painting that uses regular cartridge paper made me squirm at myself for not switching to the handmade paper files that I bought last year (and are still waiting, stacked daintily in one corner of my art-cupboard!)

So here is today afternoon's painting - in line with the promise that I declared on Facebook yesterday :) This one's only about colours - I had a gala time swishing and swooshing my paintbrush with yellow and crimson every now and then. The reference picture is one that I found in a book titled 'Roses' that caught my eye in the Botany section of the library a while ago. I was overwhelmed with what the book had in store for me... Ahh...More florals coming up - I prooooooomise!
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January 27, 2009

Turning White in Spring

I was flipping through books in the library looking for pictures for a painting that I'm now working on and stumbled across a teeny-weeny picture of this tree. To be honest, the fine brush-work that painting this might involve struck me first and then the white flowers. And then the thought, "Gosh - and I thought Spring to always bring colour!"

It was one of those moments when a picture demands to be painted! I finished it in an hour, with the phone between my ear and my shoulder, catching up with everyone while I was off for the latter partof last week on an excursion. While I initially thought that would be a distraction, I was surprised to realise that the painting seemed to flow on its own to progress. Maybe a little lessthought helps. Maybe a little less of the consciousness about the end result ensures the painting becomes what it's meant to become, and not what it's intended to be. (Is that too much of a random word-jumble? I mean it :) )
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January 23, 2009

Visteria, stare ya!

I looked at Jelaine's blog, clueless about the new coats on her work-in-progress piece that she promises to be full of detail. I'm extremely humbled for her to mention my name (that's SO sweet of you, Jelaine) - and just as much, somewhat mentally blocked with the blue she used in her painting. The minute I saw it, my hands were itching to paint. It was just the blue - that blue - all it's shades - but that very hue. I needed to touch it then and there.

I remember making a painting full of visteria. It was such a delight to paint that when I finally came across the close up of the bunch, I couldn't resist it. It was, however, one thing to appreciate it botanically, quite another to interpret it artistically!

Something told me that this was meant to be a wet-in-wet play of colours. Cobalt Blue sheet-one had me as cheerful as my little kiddos in class. A second layer ushered in some details of the petals. I finally brought in loose strokes of my old favourite, Mr. Prussian to waltz around a wee-bit, every second resisting the temptation of telling him to take smaller (and more precise) steps. I HAD to push myself to forego the details. That's the visteria of my wall - fuzzy and deceptively delicate.

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The Happy Bush!

Like all grand plans, I'd thought tonight would be the night of endless paintings - what I refer to as 'the churn'. I had recently picked up a dusted book from the 'botany' section of the Junior School library for lack of a trigger/inspiration even though I have been dying to paint for the last one week! I've stuck bookmarks all over the book - it's a delight!

I just wanted to keep the pencil at bay. This wasn't as bad as I'd prepared my mind for. Neither was the Visteria - what do you think? More florals coming up - watch out!

The title's spun a pun... unintentionally - I promise :P
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January 03, 2009

Melt 'n' Mirror

Born Bunched!

Hello, 2009!

May this bird of paradise be the harbinger of the same for everyone in 2009...

Happpppyyyyy Neeeeeeeewww Yurrrrrr !!!