Ethan has already go to bed. I checked several times. He looks so perfect, which melts my heart. I got a little bit time for myself now, and I am not sure if I can have any personal time in the rest of this week. So I decided to write something done.
English is not my mother language, and I am too tired to think clear. So forgive me if you read “odd murmurs” here.
The first week of my residency has went fine. I tried to catch every nap time to sketch, late night for watercolor mainly. Works here:
Whoa! The last head looks huge! 🙂
I enjoy doing these watercolor sketches. The thing bothers me is what are they going to be. I knew I will do oil paintings later, if I can get more time, which seems hopeless now. But, let us put time issue away, just optimistically wish I got enough time and enough space to do it. What am I going to do?
Another question is, obvious in these sketches, I am only interested in the head part. Why? I do not know. I look at his head and his face most of the time. I look at him, and I am fascinated by his face, his head, his chin, his mouth, his eyelash. I might hold his hand all the time, but my eyes, my gaze, go to his face. As soon as I painted the clothes part, I lost my interest. Tho I bought so many clothes, too many for a little infant, for him. I have no interest to paint them.
Also, as contemporary art, I have several ideas behind these drawings/paintings, or statement I can make. However, for some reason, I want to keep it simple, keep it pure, this time. Only paint, only draw, just between I and him, just what I saw, what I feel. Because when I am holding him, the whole world disappears, time stops.
I have to go to bed now. Need sleep to keep my brain working. Night. Night.