It’s so good to be painting. I’m constantly readjusting my “schedule” to fit my mother’s needs while I care for her. I’m looking for a healthy balance.
I was always accused of daydreaming by teachers as a child. From what I can remember some of it was driven by pure boredom. I recently read a study that daydreamers in general have more empathy than those who didn’t indulge in it. Those who know me well can be the judges of that.
I had fun with the colors in this piece. My husband has red/green color blindness. I’ve always been curious to see how he sees. A few days ago we were discussing color and he said that many color combinations that are complimentary to those with normal color vision are visually annoying to him. I suppose the only way to solve that problem would be to use only the colors he sees. But I don’t think I will ;-)
The smaller image is how he might see this painting as simulated at colblindor.com
I asked Gary to take a look and he barely sees a difference between the 2 images!