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 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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