"Daydream 27," 18" x 24", acrylics and graphite on panel, $799 plus s&h to the first asking nicely. I accept paypal, venmo, personal checks and payment plans. Inquiries may always cometo me.
This painting is inspired by a conch shell, one that I secreted out of The Princess's empty bedroom and brought into the studio last week. It's got a story, as does this painting.
The Princess is named for my Grandmother, whom I called Gompie but was christened Anna. Gompie was my best friend on pretty much every level for my entire life. As my Anna grew up, I was delighted to see so much of Gompie in her. It was a heartwarming reminder to recognize facets of the woman I aspired to be growing up in my own home.
So when we planned a drive down the east coast last summer, it was important to me that I introduce Anna to Assateague Island, where Gompie took me when I was about her same age. Assateague is one of those places that is raw and vulnerable and fierce, where I felt in tune with the universe, even as a teenager. So here we are, a generation later, on the ocean side of the island, walking the same beach I had with my grandmother, and I was feeling particularly sentimental. As we talked, we wandered far past the families and beach activity to a nearly empty stretch of beach. The surf was heavy, the gulls floated above, and the sand stretched ahead of us while I watched my girl stand there, letting the waves wash over her legs. My baby would be going off to college this time next summer, it had been five years since Gompie had passed away, and I was feeling two losses simultaneously. I was overwhelmed and began to cry. At that same moment, the ocean gifted something at Annie's feet. As the waves rolled out, they revealed a large glistening shell, nearly perfect, resting at her toes. Anna picked it up, turned to me and exclaimed "Gompie's here!"
So last week, after signingmy selfie daydream, I was pondering what sort of prompt to use for the next piece that would be particularly meaningful. And I remembered the conch shell in Anna's room. This result, Daydream 27, tells me a story of love, strength, being rooted in one's truth, with open arms and an open heart. The process of creating this piece brought me to tears, good ones, because I have THIS inside of me (along with two pretty remarkable Anna's) and am lucky enough to be able to manifest if for others to see. (and because I have THIS inside of me and the memories of creating this painting, I am able to let it go out into the world.)
Thanks so very much for following along on my art journey, Warmly, Kim
"Blue," 16" x 20", acrylics on panel, not for sale. Not even if you ask nicely. My family will burn me at the stake if I let this one go.
When My Better Half works nights (like he is tonite), I play while the sun's up and work at the end of the day. It's a fun change to my normal routine.
Today included a little day trip with one of my favorite peeps in one of our favorite places. It was a delight to enjoy each other's company while the rest of the world was at work.
And tonight I had blocked time out to paint for a juried exhibit. My entry is due next week, and, true to form I waited until the nth hour. Because the next painting is always going to be the better one. Well, not always, but I do like to pretend. And I think tonite I might have played my cards well.
Well, mostly I played my cards well. You see, I turned my back, and Blue - yes, sweet little adorable - ate half my pizza** while I was feeding Gertrude Stein. Gertie the bunny, not Gertie the art…
Kimberly Kelly Santini paintings with soul because our world needs more beauty
"The Spell She Casts (Medicine Hat #13)," 16" x 20" x 1", acrylics on gallery wrapped canvas, image painted around the side, so no need to frame unless you wish. And yes, that glow you see in the image is gold paint reflecting the light - this piece will move and shimmer as you pass by. She is $649 plus s&h to the first one asking nicely. Inquire directlyto me- I accept personal checks, paypal, venmo and will arrange payment plans.
This Medicine Hat painting is number 13, so of course that association alone had me thinking about magic. If you love the company of equines, you know first hand the spells they cast. And that their magic lingers long after they have left.
Thanks, as always, for following along with my art journey, Warmly, Kim