I was on a photo shoot one late afternoon, walking though wetlands and knee high grasses. I was getting a little anxious as the wildlife and creepy crawlies get more active as the sun goes down. When I came home, I found several reference photos that I was interested in painting, which made it all worth while.
I liked the way the early evening light was hitting these palms, turning them from gray to gold. This is a little study for a much larger piece that I am interested in trying. Hopefully, I can get to it soon.
years ago I participated in an art show called Transformations, in
which each team consisted of an artist and a poet who collaborated to
painting and a poem. It's amazing how well-paired each team was,
many never met before this project.
My poet partner, Jean Shepard, lives
in Jacksonville, so we met in Ormond Beach to toss around ideas for our
collaboration. When I was born, we lived in an apartment inside a movie
theater, and my father managed the theater. She was fascinated by the idea of living inside a movie
theater. She wrote her poem from my father's perspective and also made
interesting observations on time and motion. All of this gave me the
idea for a painting with my mother in the center, sitting on a crescent
moon, surrounded by movie stars.
Here is Jean's poem, "At the Movies."
Today, I am sharing a blog post from my fellow artist and friend, Cindy Michaud. Have you ever listened to music and had
a line just jump out? Often I am in the car and think
to myself "what would that lyric look like painted?"
I rarely go further as I can't make a note
while driving but every now and then...
Does the Title Affect Your Viewing?
Titles for paintings are funny things. To some artists they are merely a locale, to others they become a marketing gimmick; sometimes one struggles for a title and once in a while the piece instantly names itself. Purchasing a piece, I once asked the artist where it was. "Oh," he answered, "that was from Siena, Italy." I paused writing the check and looked up. "Shoot, it reminded me of a place my husband and I stayed in Provence, France," I replied. He grinned, "yes, that is just what I meant to say!" We both laughed, I finished the purchase and simply re-christianed the piece. All the same...
What does a title mean to you?
I am serious. My husband and I go round and round (I won't say out loud that he likes trite references which he thinks are literary....oh, did I say trite??) and I wax and wane between what I feel and what I see. Frankly I have rarely bought something for which the title was a critical component, yet I usually ask. The selection is often a point of reference or at least starts a conversation with the maker.
Which brings me to the piece I share today.
We stopped by an amazing "You-Pic-Em" flower farm in Oregon which also had a winery and a gourmet food truck. It was a spontaneous stop on a long but spectacular drive and with one eye on the dark clouds rolling in we stood in awe of the acres of flowers ready to be picked. Wine, lunch, flowers...a few photos and we happily resumed our drive.
Can one ever re-capture that experience? I think not. The dark, mountainous backdrop and the swaths of floral color are perhaps better rendered in the abstract of masses. But on another rainy day in the studio I can play and remember. So I did. And then to title, humming...I will borrow, with respect for Joni Mitchell's endless talent, a line that is laden with meaning...for me.
"The Dizzy, Dancing Way You Feel"
24 x 18, oil
How do you feel about titles? Do they influence your view of the art? Or do you prefer a numbering system? I am really curious, so please share.
Have you ever tried to photograph wildlife? I have, and consider it an exercise in frustration. Many blurred images later, my friend and photographer, Ted Fuhrer, offered me the use of his images. Thanks so much, Ted.
This little guy looks very inquisitive and ready to bolt at the least movement.
I enjoyed experimenting with painting his fur and directing the viewer's eye. The animal is much the same color as the background in this scene.
The internet is fantastic and has become a necessary part of our lives. I sit here on my computer in Florida and magically my artwork is seen worldwide. How lucky are we to have the fantastic ability in our lives.
A few days ago, I received some wonderful and unexpected news from Israel. An Israeli fashion designer, Assaf Pelleg, contacted me with an offer I cannot refuse. He has chosen one of my paintings to be printed on fabric and featured in his Spring 2017 collection. I cannot show you the painting he will be using (top secret!) but, I can show you a dress he did last year, using the same technique.
Isn't it wonderful?
The new dress will be ready in March and he will be sending me one of his samples. I am so excited, I can hardly wait!
This has been a fabulous year for me, with new and unexpected art opportunities coming my way. A DVD cover, a wine label,and other new venues for my work.....all because of the internet. How blessed am I?
I cannot wait to show you the dress with my design as soon as it comes!