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As you may have noticed, I finally decided to create a fresh new blog...using the proper spelling in the address (creations instead of creaions). It was constantly bugging me.
Thank you for those who do follow my posts. I am doing better at keeping up on my new works and new photography. After our trip west via Trans Canada Hwy 1, I have hundreds of photos to paint and share with you. I look forward to sharing some scenes from this amazing country!
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Saturday, August 18, 2012
I have been contemplating deep subjects lately. Well...maybe I always am doing this, but just wanted to share some things I have learned and just share some things about artists.
We like to share. Artists are speaking to you through their art. Some are loud and obnoxious while others are whispering in our ears. I prefer whispering myself, but a 'wake up call', although disturbing, is necessary sometimes. Sometimes we fall asleep. Our lives are hectic after all and we get weary. But we are not to fall asleep at our post.
|The Red Ghost - almost done! Apparently we might keep this one...Mike|
likes it too much.
Paintings usually have a story to tell you. Sometimes the story is not all that clear or important to us and the work is perceived as boring and unimportant. Other times it can change our lives or encourage us to step up to the plate, take action. Other artworks have a soft peaceful message; rest here a while, put your feet up and contemplate. The list goes on and on and on...
My point is that we all respond to music, paintings, sculpture and writings in slightly different ways. For as many variations of people there are, there are ways to communicate thoughts and feelings. I like to notice the similarities that bring us closer to one another, and the differences that hold us apart from each other and create that original individual.
So next time you gaze upon a painting in a gallery, or read a new novel or listen to a latest "hit" on the radio, I challenge you to think about what the artist is trying to say, to convey to you beyond the obvious (if it is not so).
The interesting thing you will find is that what one hears, is often not what was intended by the artist. There is something else there that speaks, or maybe is born out of a conversation your having with the message you are receiving. I don't know the answer. Just some deep thoughts....what are yours? I'm interested to know. Or am I revealing my individuality?
Quote of the Day;
"If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite". William Blake
Monday, July 16, 2012
|Against the Storms - Work in progress - aged, weathered barn with stormy skies looming above.|
Well its been quite the summer for some people, so far, hasn't it?! From flooding to drought and from fires to mudslides...our planet is experiencing some sort of polarization of temperatures and weather systems not seen for hundreds of years!
This area where we live needs rain desperately or many crops will be lost and this only adds to the loss of the apple crops this spring to a late frost. We finally got a sprinkle of rain last night, along with a summer thunder storm...but too little too late in the way of moisture. Our lawn is burnt to a crisp and now we are wondering if our well will hold out much longer. I am only watering my vegetable garden now. We also have livestock to water, but we are fortunate that even if the well goes dry, we can water them at the crick alongside our property. We pray it won't come to that.
Other parts of the world are experiencing too much water and having to deal with those consequences.
Maybe the above inspired drawing came from somewhere in my subconscious self...somehow knowing about the coming storms in and of life and having to endure them. I started this one a couple of weeks ago.
I have several cupboard doors given to me to paint; left over from my husbands cabinet company he had years ago. He scrounged around in his wood shop and found them for me to paint on. I like them because they have a smooth surface to start with and a built in frame around the edges! But, alas, I was recently inspired by fresco paintings and took some molding paste to the smooth boards to create some texture. Oh well!
Then I learned that charcoal is one of the most archival materials out there, so I grabbed a piece from my storage drawer and started drawing an old barn (from one of my reference photos) that is actually just east of here. This particular barn has always attracted me because you can see right through it from front to back, from the road, because it has two big doors on either side, that are now permanently open. You can see right through the barn as you drive by.
Then I found a photo I had taken of a stormy sky (actually there were small tornadoes forming above our home, high up, that afternoon, so I grabbed my camera and took some cool shots looking straight up too), looking south/east from our house. The clouds were such a dark gray and swirling above my head, but if you looked south/east, you could see the edge of this dark cloud system and there were thin layers of white clouds way off in the distance, towards Lake Erie.
It was one of those most awesome moments when you witness and can feel the power of nature at work; like a storm could let lose any moment and pummel you to your knees. The air was being sucked upwards and debris was floating up into the dark sky! It was one of those moments you never forget. You realize just how small and insignificant you really are in comparison to the earth and its atmosphere.
Anyways, I drew in this dark foreboding sky as the background to the barn. It is turning out to look really neat and I have not even added paint yet!
Quote of the Day;
Friday, July 6, 2012
|Work in Progress - acrylic on canvas|
Every few hours I go downstairs to let Xena, my White Shepherd out for a break...and its like being hit with a big wet, hot sponge! Like a wall of heat and moisture starts to seep its way into the house as soon as I open the door. Can't think of any other way to explain it.
For those of you that have never lived or experienced a hot and humid climate...you could never imagine what its like. It zaps the energy from you and leaves you weak and fatigued. I always compare it to being submerged in a fish tank...and I feel like I should be swimming as I gasp for air.
I think of those poor souls south of us, with the power outages, that are experiencing this heat without respite. I am so thankful for the airconditioning!
Above painting is coming along.There are 5 California Bighorn Sheep in the painting, total. Acrylic on canvas. Trying to keep is loose and impressionistic. Sometimes its difficult and I want to get into the details...especially with wildlife works, but this one I am using a larger paintbrush and keeping lines and shapes more simplified. At the same time, I am trying to create depth using overlapping of subjects and darker foliage in the front. This is going to be a challenge.
I have been itching to get outside to do some plein air painting! Its just too darn hot! And no...I am not complaining, not in the least bit! I am just nursing my sunburn and sore joints, from weeding the garden the other day.
Quote of the Day
Monday, June 25, 2012
I recently came across a note I had scribbled in one of my many 'scribble books' laying around my house; something to the effect that although I feel I am an optimist and my glass is always half full (not half empty)...further contemplation lead me to the conclusion that I was just happy to have a cup in the first place! Whether its half empty or full is mute. I am happy to have a life, period.
Thank you Father!
Thank you Father!