Ice Cream on the Sidewalk, collage/acrylic on board, 5 x 7
Elizabeth W. Seaver
This is not the sad tale of ice cream on the sidewalk having gone splat, but the hopeful story of a cone on the move. She's an assertive gal who, rather than waiting in a cold tub for the prospective ice cream aficionado to choose boring vanilla in a cup, dresses herself in chocolate, strawberry, pistachio, and French vanilla and stands on the sidewalk, watching the world go by. A strong cone, ice cream firmly in place.
Actually, I'm more of a cake and cookie person, and can usually pass a cone right by. But other people make it look so good. This particular panel with collage just needed an ice cream cone on it. So it told me. And so I painted.
I am working like a fiend with three weeks to go until my show. There's also plenty of stuff in the "must be done" category that is not nearly as much fun as painting...press release, advertisement, framing, etc.
My awesome Sis' braved the scary world of on line printing to make my poster and post card. They arrive within the week. The show hangs June 7th.
Everything will get done.
I know it.
I have been up half the night making lists, the talisman which will insure it!
Thanks all of you who made such nice comments on my 200th post. You truly enrich my life. And I have new followers--welcome to you all!