Carmen Fantasy

Carmen Fantasy, 55cm x 75cm

Carmen Fantasy

Iris selects her new app on the iPad called ‘My first Orchestra,’ she quickly presses the violins section and then plays ‘Carmen Fantasy, Op.25’.   As the violin twirls around like Carmen the Spanish Gypsy, Iris begins to paint once again on the painting that had been drying on the coffee table.  The Painting before her is as flamboyant as the music, colours merge, she gently sponges off little pockets of paint creating intriguing effects. ‘V for Violin’, ‘V for Violin’ she says over and over again.  The Violin has been used with varying success in the past, the intensity and strong emotional connections can sometimes be too overwhelming for her but now she seeks it out to hear it sing.

Here is the app that she loves so much: https://itunes.apple.com/gb/app/my-first-orchestra-app-hd/id568583429?mt=8

V for Violin

and Iris working on the painting with Thula

Iris and Thula Painting with red

Iris and Thula Painting together

The photo below is a close up detail, once the painting was finished and dry.

Detail of Carmen Fantasy

Paquita

Paquita, 55cm x 75cm

Paquita

Holding a brush in each hand she paints, first a layer of red, dancing with a gypsy soul full of wanderlust.  Blues and greens are next, a long utensil with a sponge on it’s tip is soaking, then with high flicks Iris creates pools of colour so close that her tummy almost touches the watery paint.  Now with a different sponge and another brush she explores, finding new paths and making discoveries within the painting.  Her spirit is free and her style her own, adding touches of yellow and finally when most of the painting is dry she uses the white.  As I make a cup of tea in our kitchen come art studio I see her mix some of the colours left in the mugs.  She doesn’t use them on the paper, this is for the joy of watching the colours change and the way they swirl and move, a contented happiness fills the room from this simple pleasure.
Find out where joy resides, and give it a voice far beyond singing.  For to miss the joy is to miss all.” –
Robert Louis Stevenson