Wednesday, August 05, 2015

My Hand Paints

I feel so relaxed when I paint! It's almost like the act of painting gives my mind just enough structure to organize my thoughts into a manageable stream. It's meditative. Each thought comes in its own time and lingers there in my consciousness as long as it needs to before it swims off in brush strokes, making room for the next one. Choosing and mixing colors, selecting brushes and applying paint are the perfect amount of distraction. This is why it seems the busier I am in my life, the more I paint. I need to.

I don't labor over paintings. I breathe in and out. I ponder things, places and people. While my brain is doing this, my hand paints.

Tuesday, August 04, 2015

For Pam

Chinasaur

Somewhere I read about the term "disambiguation" as relating to a species moving in to replace another species that had left the environment (extinction). Did I imagine this? Regardless, I like the word. Earlier, I had done an abstract painting that reminded me of a t-rex skeleton giving way to a flying bird, and I called it "Disambiguation". Other abstracts from that time with a similar color scheme became part of my disambiguation series. Painting colorful fish into that painting made the abstract less ambiguous.

The other day, I played dinosaurs with my grandson, and then did a painting of dinosaurs in the trees, the way I've been painting fish into the branches of trees for years. So these themes evolve, too.

Liam brought me a plastic dinosaur and asked what kind it was. I looked on the underside of it to see if there was a name, but the only word there was CHINA. "Oh," I said, "this is a Chinasaur."

The Coelacanth Can

24" x 48", acrylic on canvas.

Thursday, July 30, 2015

A beautiful note from new friends

It is humbling to have someone respond to my artwork. I am grateful..

Video by Patrick Knight

http://vimeo.com/45448837

Sunday, July 26, 2015

Art and Math

I was certainly drawing and painting before I could read and write. That was my thing from early on. My own visual language developed over the years, not because I wanted to sell paintings… not even for the compliments I would get on what I created. It was my own means of expression, long before I had words to describe or explain the process or the meaning behind the images.

I thought I couldn't do math. I never memorized my multiplication tables. All through elementary school, Jr. High and High School, even in to college, I believed that I COULD NOT do math. Then, as part of my nursing education, I had to take a math aptitude test. I thought "I might as well just quit now, because I can't do math." Then a college counselor shared a book with me called All The Math You'll Ever Need. I took it home and read it cover to cover, and worked every equation in the book. Then I turned around and aced the test.

The big shock for me was when I realized that art is math. It's all math. All the drawing I'd been doing my whole life was MATH!

My own misconceptions about myself held me back from achieving what I actually had the ability to do.

I do not want to allow fear to rule my life. I want to do those things that other people might think that I can't do. More importantly, I want to step out of my comfort zone and do the things that I didn't believe I could do.


Artist Open House on WTIP 90.7 FM

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Disambiguation

Un pez, dos Pesces, pez Rojo, pez azul

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Fudge Shop

Beth's Fudge and Gifts, Grand Marais, MN

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