Italian Countryside--sort of...

I am enjoying painting in this whimsical style. It's really fun and for some reason it takes the pressure off because I know that it doesn't have to be realistic. That's the battle that wages within me when I paint. I fight against trying to paint it realistically because I don't want it to look realistic but more impressionistic. But I think my left brain is screaming at me to make it look real and my right brain is wanting to make it look impressionistic. I don't know about you but there is a war going on in my brain when I create art and sometimes the left brain wins and sometimes the right brain wins. I think that I am a calligrapher because (I don't know this for sure) that both sides of the brain have to cooperate together to create the letters. Maybe it's only the left brain because it has to draw the letter as exact as the muscle memory will allow.  Just a little digressing musing here...

This was a wooden thing that was painted black that was hanging around my studio and bugging me so finally it got painted. 

It was fun and very right brain charged. That's when it is really fun! Chalk another one up for the right brain! No wonder I couldn't do algebra and geometry very well growing up. If I had known then that I was just very creative and not dumb, I would have come out of my childhood with a lot less whacks from beating myself up.