Pieces coming together!

    This project was something where a special time and  the creative process was shared with a friend.  Actually, I introduced a friend, CW to the art of Mixed Media.  I provided lots of paper, ads, magazines and acrylic paints and two clean canvases.  I explained to Cee that there are no rules or limits to creating a piece of mixed media and that when completed,  the work is called 'Art' with a capital A.  I encouraged CW to create a self-portrait and use that as a starting point. We worked into the late hour, so engrossed in our ideas, conversation and the projects coming to life that the passing of time became irrelevant. 
      'Falling to Pieces' was inspired by the song 'Breakeven' by Script.  There is a resounding chorus that refers to falling to pieces and when I hear this music, I will always associate it with this picture of creativity and the friendship that inspired it.
    CW's  canvas is still under construction, but already, I see the likeness on her canvas.  Hopefully, soon we will post it and reflect on the good times well spent during the creative process.
     I often say that I am a constant student of Art. With this project I have learned that eventhough there are times when life seems to be falling apart, there is always an empty canvas waiting for your story.   

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Inspiration

I have been thinking about creating a new piece.  I was casually observing the trees move about in the gusty winds and the leaves were scattering.  I was trying to compose in my mind a painting that would present the movement of the trees and the colors that were flying about the landscape.  Abruptly, my line of vision and thought was interrupted by a bird.  He just happened to land on my back porch, hop around, and just generally flutter here and there.  There is a stunning comparison to what happens sometimes when we are focused on one thing only to be diverted or distracted to consider something else.

   Such is life and the vein of creativity is ever-changing.  What I began as a project evolved to much more, even drawing in the interest of  a prospective client. This original painting is no longer available, but please contact me if you would like something very similar. 

Spot of Color

In Texas where I live, we have finally been granted a reprieve from the extreme heat and drought. We have certainly enjoyed the cooler weather and every now and then, a bit of rain.  It has been a relief and a refreshing event for our land, lakes, ponds and wildlife. The other thing I have noticed, the skunks don't frequent our back veranda to indulge in the savory cat food that we put out for the two homeless cats that have become part of our world. One of these cats, we have been able to befriend and adopt. My husband took her to the vet and she received all the treatment that she needed to be certified healthy. She was also spayed. We named her Kira, which was derived from Shakira; yes the hip-shaking music star. Our cat bears no resemblance to her, but she does have a way of moving those hips! The other cat is a gray stripe with a very cautious way about him. He will trust no one, but he does know that he will find food and shelter here. He has been around for probably two years now and he has never seemed to grow from the time we first saw him. We call him JR, not as in Ewing, but as in Junior.

One of the most noticeable changes here at my house is that the grass is finally green and needs to be mowed.  Also the trees have rounded out with leaves, late in the season as it is, only to have the cold snap begin the yearly changing of the colors!  A couple of weekends ago, I drove from here to Austin. Along the way, I noticed spots of color, almost as if they were sneaking around the lush dark greens of the cedars and live oaks.  I see color even in fallen limbs that have dried and grayed from the weather and heat.

Color is my friend and when I apply the different hues to my canvas, I like to manipulate the different ways a combination of color can evolve on the canvas.  Although, the canvas I was admiring today was not my own.  The colors range was heavenly blue to earthy browns with all the variables in between; Glorious Golds, Rustic Reds, Bursting Orange and the Lime-Tart Greens.  It is God's palette of colors and what a beautiful sight it is. Take a walk, but not today. If you are anywhere near where I live, you will definitely get sprinkled on, as I did!  That my friend, was the added bonus!

Timothy 4:2

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Preach the word; be prepared in season and out of season; correct, rebuke and encourage – with great patience and careful instruction. (NIV)

Love for Art

  I have always been creative, always I think that I have been deliberate in thinking outside the box.  In grade school, I was expected to color within the lines, although coloring outside the lines made perfect sense to me.  I wanted to create and redefine the boundaries to become more elaborate, more fantastical or just plain bigger.  I have always been attracted to the colors of nature, flowers especially.  The magic of their scents and their one of a kind colors are always a reminder that God's hand is ever present with His wondrous palette of colors. So now, after years of thinking I could be an artist, I am one. 

"Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up."
― Pablo Picasso
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