The Unfinished Forest.
Undone. Cherished.
Never Abandoned.
This painting was born eons ago but was never completed. I stopped painting it midway; the reason for which requires a big cup of tea with you as it is a long story.
I remember the evening when I unwrapped this fresh canvas to paint. Beautiful trees, dead trees, young trees, grasses, shadows were my visions. Layer by layer the paints got wild and thick. Maybe I was guessing that the whole canvas will have many shades of green. I did not know what the final work would ever look like. But I always knew that what I had seen within would eventually be seen here.
And I remember the night when I had put down the brushes. The painting was left on easel to find its true colors. The oils dried on the palette.
I dont think I will ever complete this. I had begun to love it this way. Undone, unfinished, and in wait.
It hangs holy and high in our home and goes with us wherever we live.
This will forever remain my unfinished business.
justaaroundme says..
It is a full painting..all done and complete -that how it looks to me.I liked the way you have got the distant trees
Ishrath says..
Thats true Just. Thats what most of my guest tell me. Only when I tell them its incomplete, they tend to differ. It hangs in my hall so all can see…. and tell me their interpretation. Yes I love this painting. And would you like a cup of tea or coffee?
Mystic says..
Ahhhhh….this one touches my heart most!
Raw, simple yet truly deep, childlike in it’s innocent wonder…and masterful in the way it communicates…your soul.
Peace,
Mystic Peace Poet
Ishrath says..
My dearest Mystic… someday I will tell you the story about this. We shall meet over the grand canyon 🙂