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 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
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.
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.
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 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.
...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 ~
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 ~
Steady soul flow, sweetly sustaining...straight to the heart of the matter. Feel her heart, beat tango on tip toes. Tenderly, she sways on, never satiated. So she breathes..... Linked eternal...Steeled strength, solid. Yet soft as silver, under flame.
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.
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 ~
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 Art is On The Wall! #twitterartexhibit Opening Reception in Los Angeles, Saturday night, January 12th! Curators are reporting that they have received between 650-700 art card submissions...This show is going to be huge! ~ More, in my blog post, below:)
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 ~
Visions come to me like a slow, steady drip coursing through my veins... They take their own sweet time, breaking surface, swirling, rolling, deftly dancing their way through quarry's of questions and what ifs, defying logic and good sense.
The ideas that stick, slide under skin and skillfully skim the ridges and roadblocks. They sink silently and fall beside me, waiting for tides to gently shake me awake so I can touch them with the gifts inside and bring them, lovingly, to life.
"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
Distractions galore today, the least of which was the light which clearly didn't want to cooperate during my painting time... But I had beautiful music and my thoughts to keep me company. This, the result of playing with paint and ink...a small study and more color palette play ~
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... ;)
There is a certain internal joy in looking back at older paintings... :)
This one, special because of when it was created. A few years back, I was standing at the threshold of change...safe on shore, yet wanting so much to dive in and swim well beyond where my feet could touch sand. Scared and stuck,...yet mysteriously compelled to move forward...pulled/pushed instinctively by a voice within.
That very specific feeling reminds me so much of standing seaside before very cold Atlantic water...You want to dive in and play in the waves, but you test it;) cautious at first, dipping toes, then inching forward, splashing saltwater on knees and belly, trying to ease that transition, hoping to make it smooth and painless.....Until some indefinable moment when you simply just give in, get brave, go for it and brace yourself for the shock of cold. You dive in, feel it to your core, (I think it's called, being alive ;) then surface, smiling and salty and and oh, so self satisfied ~
Fitting, I felt, to post her on International Women's Day, yes? :)
Run your hands along her bark allowing fingertips to slip beneath surface scars and you’ll instinctively know her story. Count her rings... you'll discover her wisdom and sense the energy that swirls deep within. Appreciate her majesty. She is rooted in strength, yet delicate at winds touch. All this revealed in graceful arching of twisting limbs. She comes to life when the graphite glides and watercolors flow easy. Somewhere within this soulful portrait, is where my own heart lies…
RESHARE: Very happy to share this one:) If you don't follow +Skinny Artist you should. Drew is a dear friend and very supportive of the artist community on twitter/fb and g+. For the past several years, he has generously and graciously put together a list of 21 Amazing Artists to Watch... He writes beautifully and his list is thoughtful and inspiring. I was honored to be listed in 2011 and so I know a little about how it feels to scroll through and see your name.... it is always lovely to be recognized by your peers.
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 :)
Dance like no one's watching Because they're probably not. And if they are, assume it is with best and human intentions...The way bodies move genuinely to beats is, after all, gorgeous and affecting.... Dance until you're sweating and beads of perspiration remind you of life's best things, down your back like a brook of blessings...
Very pleased to share that my ink and watercolor contribution to the #twitterartexhibit sold at last night's Opening Reception in LA. Photos of the opening have been floating around the stream all day...looks like it was an absolutely amazing show with huge artist participation and great energy from the LA crowd. All proceeds from the show will go directly to Art Division. As always, a pleasure to have participated and an honor to have my art hang on the wall among so many talented artists from our online art communities (Twitter, G+, Facebook)
The Exhale Unlimited Gallery will be open Fridays and Saturdays from 11am to 5pm, and Sundays from 11am to 4pm for the duration of the exhibition. I encourage any LA locals to stop by and choose a card to benefit this worthy cause...there are so many wonderful works to choose from!
Internet sales will be available soon for remaining cards! I will post a link here to the e-commerce site as soon as I have that information.
Gallery info: Exhale Unlimited / E.U. Gallery 953 Chung King Rd, Los Angeles, CA 90012
I'm Shell...~ It's always wonderful to see some familiar faces when stepping into the room for the first time;) Happy to finally be here...gratitude to +Maude McDonald for the kind invite...thank you:) I am painter and a designer specializing in art licensing for the home decor industry. I love watercolors and I often use ink as well. I am well known for my paintings of trees and abstracted land and seascapes but interested lately, in discovering ways of abstracting the human form. I look forward to sharing a little bit of my figurative work here... Below is a slightly closer shot from a painting that I posted today for #firstfridayartwalk titled, Hand in Hand ~
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 ~
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 wanted to create a new form of art, an art completely irrelevant to the usual theories, an art giving to the soul and the senses at the same time complete delight, where reality and dream, light and sound, movement and rhythm form an exciting unity …" ~ Loie Fuller ( 1862-1928)
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
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 ~
She thought she might uproot Tumble downhill in a heap Stripped of leaves So discreet The pulling away of bark… Oh...It left her weak. Till finally, bare branches plunged fingertips deep Within earth beneath feet Striking flint Caused a spark Sap rose Through the heart of her Tender words protected her tinder from fire. Gentle love that surrounds her Reminds of her worth Sweet autumn rebirth Re-anchors her firmly Ensuring scars heal completely As they all do in time.
....Take what you conceal and breathe out through your bones....but speak to my ear in the softest of tones...~
Early morning here and noting +Kershaw Rustomji 's theme, letting it inspire and taking it in a slightly different direction, following the music with one of my favorite Cory Chisel songs...enjoy all, it's a melancholy beauty.
The car ride seemed endless. The anticipation, unbearable. Shoulder to shoulder, small hands and noses pressed to glass. Waiting, for that first moment when you'd see just a glimpse of blue beyond the boardwalk between the lines and shadows of the buildings. My heart still beats faster at the first sight of sand and saltwater.
Some moments stay with us, always....~
#WaterscapeArtWednesday graciously sponsored by +Terrill Welch A Moment In Time... Original Watercolor