My instinct is to retreat, hide, fold in upon myself, blend... Instead...I push forward, focus and don't second guess myself or the pen/brush in hand which seems to instinctively know the lines. And although I know it comes from within, the feeling is one of absorbing from all that is around me. So I pull from you...absorb your emotions and your energy....and surrender to the moment~
Gratitude, for the many friendships that have blossomed because of interactions here... I am a quieter presence, but I so deeply appreciate the kind words about my art, I value the sharing and I am enriched and inspired by the art, music and photography that is shared in my stream.
Wishing all of you a lovely holiday, however you celebrate, with good health, contentment and much laughter. Thank you for adding to my every day ~
New Terrain... ~ I find a certain ease in visualizing the human form and characteristics in natural elements of the landscape around me...The feminine in the curvy bark of a tree, the sway of hips in the flowing hillside, inherent grace in the rolling ocean waves...
I told +Thorn Button that one day, I'd be inclined to try to capture one of his evocative photographic portraits in ink and watercolor ~ This one (see below for the link) caught my eye and I decided to play a bit... I've left my own touches on it;) but still, directly inspired by Thorn's beautiful black and white work. As always, I am grateful for the sweet Muse that always seems to find me.
I've been here before, yet it all feels new. The shadows have shifted, the colors have blurred...Only the lines remind of prior footsteps. Time is a mysterious friend that has softened the curves of my heart ~
Several new figurative works still in progress and coming soon, but this one, titled New Terrain, my first figurative landscape from a couple of years back, called to me....And because I am usually a very good listener;) I decided to re-share her this morning for #figurativeartfriday always graciously curated by +Maude McDonald & +Melodie Douglas+FigurativeArtFriday ~ I notice that there are many new faces in my stream these days...so, perhaps my tried and true friends here will forgive me for the re-share, as I welcome some new friends to my art. Wishing you all, an inspired journey ~
Wash Over Me.... ~ #WaterscapeArtWednesday Graciously curated by +Terrill Welch
So, I had this dream…
I was crawling over an endless sea of large boulders…struggling, feeling so small, because they were immense and smooth, like glass, which made it virtually impossible to scale them. I kept slipping over surface, eventually gliding smoothly down, down, down….to the quiet depths below...So, I’d climb, slide, fall, sit a while…rest, think…and this repeated for some time. Finally, I made it to the top of the largest boulder and gazed out upon the sea. The waves were rolling azure and raindrops were dripping and melting from bubble clouds of softest hues. The shoreline was gentle and reflective and welcoming. And I wanted to be there. And so with renewed energy and determination, I slid over rock and boulder, in and out and over and under …eventually making my way to solid ground at waters edge and there I stood for a long, long time, letting the rain wash over me.
I am always thrilled to be a part of a cause that has the potential to inspire and/or change lives.
In October of 2010, a dear friend of mine, David Sandum (twitter: @DavidSandumArt) organized the First Twitter Art Exhibit to help raise funds that would go towards the purchase of new children's books for the Moss Public Library. I am fortunate to be part of a circle of extraordinarily talented and accomplished artists from all corners of this globe and it was truly incredible to watch the Twitter art community come together, graciously donating quality art towards this beautiful cause.
When David asked if I would consider contributing to the 2nd Twitter Art Exhibit, of course I said yes. How wonderful that proceeds from this exhibit, again in Moss Norway, will go to The Women's Crisis Center, thus greatly benefitting women in crisis (and their children) whether they need, food, shelter or counseling.
My contribution, an original watercolor painting, is intended to honor the beauty, strength and grace of woman at her best. A pleasure, to again share wall space with many special souls and to share my art (this one, pure joy to paint!) for this most worthy cause. #FigurativeArtFriday graciously sponsored by +Maude McDonald & +Melodie Douglas
Started as a quick pencil sketch, next came the watercolors and the ink soon followed....Not sure about it and it's certainly different than my usual, but ...it kind of feels like joy to me. Happy Friday, all :)
Arched back, Buoyed. Toes towards the sky. Tossed and tumbled beyond your control...so let go. Saltwater rushes over eyelids closed tight, And your smile, a mile wide. This, the only roller coaster ride I ever liked... ;)
I have uttered this phrase often in my real world life...significant, those 5 words, when spoken. Please let me catch my breath, refocus my mind, regain clarity, pause....or...float;) a while in peace. We all have these moments, they are not mine alone. Universal, I believe, the overwhelming need to occasionally lay down in the clay... let your colors drip and flow and let the earth absorb your raw emotion and cradle you, for just a moment...or two.
Intended as a quick study...a loose play of graphite line and a splash of watercolor on paper, a moment was all it took to capture the essence of what I was feeling. The camera wasn't so lucky....paper saturated, buckled, like my knees and so you'll simply have to imagine it more cleanly than the shadowy image actually presents here.
My instinct is to retreat, hide, fold in upon myself, blend... Instead, I push forward, focus and don't second guess myself or the pen/brush in hand which seems to instinctively know the lines. And although I know it comes from within, the feeling is one of absorbing from all that is around me. So I pull from you...absorb your emotions and your energy....and surrender to the moment.
Indigo flows through her from time to time...and aubergine runs deep too. Yet, everyone knows she is touched by turquoise to her core ~
Sometimes, when trying out a palette that strays a bit from my preferred ocean inspired colors, I often create small studies...just let the paint flow with a loose hand and little direction and see what comes of it. If I feel a part of myself dancing within those lines, then I know I've found a certain harmony that will [hopefully] translate into something beautiful.
One of my favorite things to do, when I find myself with time to play (just for me) in the studio, is to find a black and white photograph and then abstract it a bit...For me, it's an exercise in brushwork, line and light. G+ is great for this, as there are so many talented Photographers with their exquisite images floating past me. I'm always grateful for the inspiration and I do try to credit the original Muse...besides...it's lovely to see what triggered the inspirational moment to paint. But every once in a while, an image will come my way of an old classic...sometimes, iconic. This week, I somehow found myself on Brett Weston's website. Not surprisingly, his work spoke to me and a single image of a Black and White nude, titled, Classic Nude, 1975 caught my eye. I loved the simple lines...it's an elegant photograph. So, I sketched it quickly, added some watercolor wash and a little bit of my own imagination, and just went with the moment, happy to have been inspired. Might even distill this one a bit more when I have time...I like the idea of it, that much. You can see the original Photograph and many other gorgeous works here: http://www.brettwestonarchive.com
Greatly inspired by the one and only Gustav Klimt, a painting that I labored over for nearly a year and which has become one of my most popular prints. Affectionately titled, 'All My Love'...I post now in honor of Klimt's150th Birthday celebration ~
Eyes open, again. Bare it all and breathe it in, even though cold air stings warm lungs. Looking hard… Fragile focus beyond naked branches yields a gift, if you’re willing to find warmth In the space between ~
Visual Artists: There is still time to submit art...deadline is January 4th. All proceeds from the exhibit benefit Art Division...more about them, and information about submitting art here: http://twitterartexhibit.org/callforartists
I literally ran through the International Contemporary Furniture Fair #ICFF in NYC this past weekend, hitting it at the tail end of my very long day at Surtex. But, this stopped me in my tracks and I ended up spending a ridiculous amount of time running my hands along the stone samples and uttering things like, "ohhhhhh" and "mmmm" at the Antolini booth ;) Their precious stone collection...this one called Angel Jasper...well, let's just say it was love at first sight....and I'm quite certain it will inspire a watercolor painting when I next pick up the paintbrush:)
Unfold...Retreat Open, giving, unafraid, bold... and yet... ~
An older watercolor painting that reminds of the summer sun and just felt right to post on this endlessly gray day. And although on the deeper/greener end of the palette, still, a nice one to share for +TurquoiseThursday#turquoisethursday always graciously curated by +Tatiana Parmeeva
...The shoreline was gentle and reflective and welcoming. And I wanted to be there. And so....I slid over rock and boulder, in and out and over and under ...eventually making my way to solid ground at waters edge and there I stood for a long, long time, letting the rain wash over me ~
"Even now, all possible feelings do not yet exist, there are still those that lie beyond our capacity and our imagination. From time to time, when a piece of music no one has ever written or a painting no one has ever painted, or something else impossible to predict, fathom or yet describe takes place, a new feeling enters the world. And then, for the millionth time in the history of feeling, the heart surges and absorbs the impact." ~ Nicole Krauss, The History of Love
Inspired by an incredible black and white photograph of jellyfish in motion that I saw within +Kurt Harvey 's albums... ~ My playful reinterpretation, in Ink and Watercolor. My gratitude to Kurt for this wave of inspiration ~
It was the mid 1970's and I was 9 or 10 years old....I remember so clearly that I used to listen to this song over and over again on my record player and sing along as loud as I could into the handle of my hairbrush which served as a damn good microphone... ~ Well, I just stumbled upon it again, the first time in 30+ years;) and now, after listening to the lyrics and finally hearing them, I know why my mother always "shushed" me when I sang along, even though I also now know that I was singing half the words all wrong ;)
A very sweet discovery on a quiet Sunday afternoon..... ~
So willful The water, cold… Receding, Leaving me reeling and exposed. And no matter how firmly I cling to crevices Rock climb and sand sink Or wish upon a far off star… I understand that some things are simply stronger than me. Besides, I always hated tug of war So, I surrender. Sweet suction release… Tumble me gently out to sea Glide me under moon glow Closed eyes trap tears The ocean is salty enough.
A soul well inspires, best of the heart depth brought high, to be so savored…~ Sean Vessey
I'm under tight design deadline again, so re-posting an older one for my share today....~
My gratitude to +Sean Vessey for his gorgeous words which still (and always will) grace this piece. His words shined a sweet light and a layer of clarity onto this painting which sat for some time, darkly haunting me….Now, she feels beautifully illuminated.
Awake with the sun as it warms my sky ....Honey, peach, touch of lavender....Watching the colors mix and melt as the sky comes to life. Too sleepy still, to capture it with camera so you'll just have to imagine the beauty that it is....
I went to the sea to rest my soul, restore my body and refocus my mind...
Each early morning, I rose solitary, walked towards the waves with the still sleepy warmth of the sun on my face. Barefoot, I walked along the edge of the breaking water as it gently washed over my toes. I searched for seashells fresh from the sea. A specific search...a mission of love. I scooped them up with dripping fingers and cradled them, protected them, loved them. Do you see yourself in my collection? Look deeper...each represents those who have made an impact on my life or brought something to me....the gifts of understanding, a fresh perspective, laughter, patience, creative inspiration, simple kindness. If you've gotten under my skin, look even deeper....
When I was tired, I sank in the sand and thought a while. I meditated about my art and the business of art...about how to lead my studio gals to where we need to be. I reflected on the love of family and friends that wraps tightly around me...I am truly lucky. I resolved to let loose things I cannot change. I asked for balance, wisdom, grace and clarity to find me, if I call.
I went to the sea to rest my soul, restore my body and refocus my mind...Thank you, precious gifts at my fingertips, for your company. It was a pleasure to find you there~
In honor of our new community...The very first figurative piece I ever painted, New Terrain, ...still, among my favorites ~
Thank you, +Maude McDonald for the invite. Happy to jump in as I can ~
For those interested.... here is the link to my Posterous art blog where I first posted New Terrain a little over two years ago...There, I share a few words about the inspiration behind this painting ~ http://shellartistree.posterous.com/new-terrain