Learning How To Paint A Mermaid.

Second attempt at this painting.  (See previous post for the first attempt).

My teen looked so puzzled when he asked me if the ship was stuck in her hair.

detail.

Her boobs are enormous and not-so-perky which proves that yes, we too can be a mermaid.



This is kinda sorta how I made this painting...

Meanwhile, I started two encaustic pieces because I had to.

This is a detail of the above unfinished piece.

And this is the second unfinished piece.  We'll see what happens with these...

Meanwhile, back home.

We all call it her "incubation station".


I think this version of the horseshoe mermaid is a lot more interesting than yesterday's version.  And I like that her body is not like Barbie's.  Its much looser even though its still not all that loose.  She seems somewhat disgusted by that starfish like "who put that here?!"
In any case, I wrote a poem and its not great but here goes:

                Where Mermaids Roam
                     by tereSager
Mermaids once roamed seven seas
they swam their depths in dreamy ease
and all the starfish laughed in love
because the ocean storms were few.

It started with a grain of sand
then all the leaves and all the land.
It parted with a swoop of dove
the ocean's made of Angel Dew.

The otters played in turquoise depths
and little wigglers walked the sand.
The land below so far deep down
and Mermaids wore a golden crown.

The water played its music tune
to hear upon a green lagoon.
The fishes danced upon the tide
but merriment's a dark deep hue.

And all the suns and all the wind
did not negotiate with sin.
The dove flew up then down below
his breath a softly righteous coo.