I recently wrote a guest post for Connie Hozvicka over at Dirty Footprints Studio. In it, I mention a painting I did of a labyrinth. Here it is.
My husband and I actually stomped a huge labyrinth in the snow once. Diameter might have been sixty feet or so. I sketched it on a paper napkin and then we did it freehand — or would that be freefoot.
The snow was pretty deep, to the top of my boots, but the weather turned unseasonably warm and sunny so it lasted only a day before melting. I tried to preserve its outline by sprinkling fertilizer along the path, thinking I’d have a lovely lush green pathway to walk in the spring. Sadly, the spring rains dissipated the nitrogen resulting in one big green continuous blobby patch in the meadow. It looked like “something” happened there, but no way to tell what, exactly.
Head on over to Dirty Footprints on December 2nd to see a few more of my “expressive” paintings.