The other day, while I was working on a medium-large canvas mounted on my easel, I had the local classical music station be my soundtrack for this painting. As I am working on any painting, particularly one starting out as an abstract painting, I turn the canvas around after every few brushstrokes, to balance the color and visual rhythm of the piece while I am working on it.
I am so glad that my easel is on wheels, because as I was painting the top and sides of the canvas, I was twirling and whirling the easel back and forth as though I was dancing with it. It was glorious, as my involvement in the movement of the painting was physically more than the brush.
Tomorrow I think my painting selection will be jazz. I am curious to find out how that affects my easel-dancing.