Monday, January 28, 2013

Postcard Painting #4: Bedside



I have had a rotten cold (flu?) for three days.
Today I was well enough to get out of bed most of the day, and to paint this.
Have you taken Nyquil?
It is really horrible--left me feeling poisoned, but I took it because coughing was ripping up my throat and lungs, and it does stop that.

Those round objects are clementines, not donuts.

5 comments:

The Crow said...

Hey, you!

Loving your art, Fresca. Do you have a link to the new blog yet?

Laura B said...

I love these paintings! So one CAN make art out of the flu- I think this one is my favorite, though I like them all. A shining example of the fact that 90% of life is just showing up, or in the case of making art, just doing it! (Because I don't hear you speak of yourself as a painter, and I don't think of you as a painter, and here you are, doing really wonderful paintings!
But I'm so sorry you're still ill- I was wondering today if you were good now- let me know when you feel better, which I hope is really soon!

Bianca Castafiore? said...

so sorry, sick artist, but the, uh, clementine on the right is a bagel.

chug that nyquil, chug it!

smooches and wishes for a quick recovery, at which time maybe you can ink in some cream cheese, maybe some lox?

Clair said...

Fresca -- these are delightful. A clear example of "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger" -- or better, or more creative, or whatever. I hope you are all better by now!

Fresca said...

Oh, I'm shamefully late in replying to your comments---sorry!

CROW: Thank you! Actually, there isn't a new blog--I had set one up a while ago, thinking I'd make a fresh start, then decided to keep on with this one since, really, there's no escaping oneself. :)

LAURA: RIght! I am NOT a painter, and yet, since I painted these, maybe I am?
Now it is a month later and I am quite well again, thankfully!

BIANCA: Ay-ay-ay, I was thinking donut, but no, you are right: It is a bagel.
But my guideline for myself is not to futz further with the pictures, once I stop. Otherwise I'd endlessly re-do them.
So... no lox, sorry.

CLAIR: Praise from a painter means a lot: thanks!