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This N’ That

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Spring NotNeed I say more?! Winter is back.

Just yesterday I was raking debris from the garden, and noticed a few lily of the valley shoots bravely poking through. Oh how fast things change.

Blizzard like conditions with a heavy snowfall warning. The moisture is welcome, as we have had a fireban already in this area. It’s really coming down out there, heavy wet sticky snow. Seems I got home just in time to snuggle in for the evening.

I am still resting up from last weekend’s show, when the temperatures hit a balmy 23C. Here are some more pictures from the art show including the musical portion. Yours truly, on piano Friday night, then Alan on piano Sunday accompanied my vocals. The conga player has managed to dodge the camera.

This was an excellent opportunity to test drive our potential as a musical duo. The prognosis is good. We both play piano, guitar and sing, so versatility will be abundant. Rehearsals begin next week. Playing it by ear, so to speak. Stay tuned.

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By the Light

By the light … of the silvery moon.

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What an eclipse tonight! I left my tripod setup on the front step, where I had a front row seat for the celestial happenings of the evening. Spectacular! A friend came by for dinner, and in between bites of butter chicken, and chocolate decadence, I ran out and took shots of the eclipse.

 

 

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This is the best one I have seen. Difficult to do it justice in photos. The third photo has been lightened, so you can see the earth’s reflection and Saturn. I have a fair idea what I am leaving behind, as I continue to align myself with the new energies abound.

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Fun week so far and busy. I intend to return very soon to revisit your blogs, comment on your fabulous posts and tend to your comments.

Wading through paperwork, and lots of errands. Rumblings of an art show on the horizon have begun.

Time to clear out the old paintings to make room for some new exciting stuff. They need to be released and I am running out of wall space!

Better Days Sunflower

Earlier this week I aroused an air of suspicion when the minister of the church down the street came upon me taking photos in his churchyard!

He seemed to be puzzled by my behaviour. Often I am seen in strange places taking photos, and rarely do people take notice.

When he saw me in the local coffee shop I patronize regularly a couple of days later, he looked as though he wanted to run. I suppose he wouldn’t be pleased to know I pinched a few hollyhock seeds from there last fall.

Tomorrow night we are going to see Paul Armitage in Concert. You can also listen to samples of his music on his website. The biggest thing on my mind at this moment is that I am blessed by the love around me … and the light.

The Artist in Me Wants Out!

The Artist in me Wants Out

Work In Progress
“Dance”
18 X 24
Acrylic/Canvas

dance tree paintingI have been painting up a storm, while listening to Dvorak’s New World Symphonies 7, 8, & 9. I am sure if Dvorak were alive today he would be creating soundtracks. And I sincerely mean that as a compliment.

Letting the artist in you out, is a matter of finding your voice. It is direct relation to your personal process, so developing this takes a long time. Firstly by knowing yourself, paying attention to what you believe about yourself.

Expressing your purpose and passions your own way. How others do it doesn’t matter. I am finding confidence with each new brushstroke. Overcoming fears, obstacles and outmoded beliefs … that has been my process. The process is ongoing.

Belief systems can keep you stuck. Clearing emotions which hold those systems in place is crucial to freeing ourselves. Our new found freedom will improve our personal energy, vision and creative flow. My inner artist is beginning to stir.

A Moment in Time

A Moment in Time

Yesterdays NewsThe rains have come, only hours before the vernal equinox. It is late this year with a full moon soon to follow. Pleased to see I hadn’t missed the changing of the guard. Leaves hurriedly make their way to the gutters whisked by the rapid waters flowing curbside. Music, trickling from the eaves troughs, comforts.

 

Autumn DanceBalmy fragrant long lit evenings have transcended to flaming yellows tousled against darkened skies.

Sirens wail in the distance announcing a new order. I manage to live between the shadows, just like my blog title suggests, preferring a background seat or the bird’s eye view if you will. Peace, solitude and aloneness are key ingredients if I am to create.

Shoe LeafI am tired of being in the trenches, the front lines. The combat zone has left me feeling battle weary and war worn.

The raw energies have taken their toll on my psyche. Like setting the stage for a play, all props and nuances must be in place before the show can go on. Regrouping energies, shadow faces seek out the spotlight.

Looking for a way to move from the darkened underground into the light. Yet nothing to solve this achiness in my heart and joints which dotes on comfort like a luxury. Life is fragile. Yellow lifeblood drains from the leaves, leaving a lattice of darkened frames, promises of another spring.

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Despite all of this I managed to begin two new paintings today. I refused to answer my phone, and have not even checked my messages. Sometimes one has to put up their fence in order to get things accomplished.

These paintings appear to be off to a good start, though beginning is never the problem. I shall try not to paint a hole in these.

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24 X 24

I am reading John Ruskin’s “Emotion & Art”, a free PDF download, from his Emotion & Art Project website which I am hoping to absorb through osmosis if nothing else. Listen to his music too if you get the chance. He has also done some groundbreaking work on emotional clearing and written a book on the subject which is available on his other website.

Gardening & Such

Gardening & Such

Look at these juicy cherry tomatoes … pick them fresh off the vine to toss into a salad … yum! When you grow your own, things taste better. I have about a dozen hollyhock blooms now … birds have plucked off a couple so I pressed them in my flower press. Amazing how delicate the petals are. Perhaps that is why the leaves are so tough. Hollyhocks are very ancient, having been found in the grave of a Neanderthal man, I was recently reading somewhere. My hostas have bloomed.

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Despite the altitude here, this year has been exceptional for growing things. Some peony plants will be going in very soon, as I have the perfect spot readied for them. My solar-powered gardening-yard lights are great. I highly recommend them. My place has gone through a process of decluttering, and I am painting.

I began a layout on a new commission for one of my regular patrons. Also a landscape possibly three feet by four feet is in the works. I never did learn the meaning of the word ‘boredom’! I should have some new artwork to post soon.

Our weather is cooler for the moment, with hotter weather promised for tomorrow. Not a fan or air conditioning unit can be found anywhere in Calgary as they are SOLD OUT! This has been the hottest weather in about thirty-five years. Hope everyone is having a wonderful summer.

I thank you all for your readership, and for your lovely comments-one and all. I have lost heart for commenting momentarily, since the bug I have posted about in the bug blog has never been addressed! Does anyone have any idea how to fix this or has anyone else been experiencing this?

No matter what you are doing … make sure you make time to smell the flowers!

Smell the Flowers

Wall Play

Wall Play

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All right … the fun begins … in the first shot you can see the blank wall. The job begins by covering almost everything in a plastic drop cloth. The the base boards and mouldings are taped off.

 

 

mural beginningsThe little guy, Elijah, is my helper. His weapon of choice was a double mini faux roller. I had him begin by blocking in colour below the horizon.

I took my large cut-in brush slightly blending the two colours with short quick strokes.

I then set him up on his little work table with the colouring pages I had fortunately had the foresight to bring along with some coloured pencils. He was so excited he spent most of the day, in between tasks hopping around on one leg, arms and hands flailing in the air. LOL.

muralBeing my first mural I wanted a clear idea in mind before I began. This involved a long period of visual study. Using bits and pieces from each reference picture, incorporated with a mental picture in my mind’s eye. I tried to reproduce the colour variegation of skies, clouds, and rainbows.

I begin putting in some colour variations above the horizon working up toward the clouds. My study of the sky colours came in handy, being this is my first mural. From numerous reference photos, taking advantage of different sky variations and cloud formations.

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Now it’s time to start blocking in the clouds, with a basic idea of the approximate size and where I wanted to see them. I am also taking the mural into the corners on both ends, as you can see, to give more of a three dimensional effect.

With colour washes, I mark the areas where the rainbow pokes through the clouds, and where it hides behind the clouds. The most difficult part of painting a rainbow is remembering the complex colour sequence.

mural rainbow cloudsThings are taking shape at this point, after several hours of work. This is a large area to cover, and the biggest painting I have ever done. I realize at this point I am tired, and the project will not be finished in one day.

And you cannot believe the mess I had going! Trays of paint, and glazes, scattered paint tubes, brushes, rags, rollers and sponges. The drop sheet in one large spot was covered in yellow ochre. Apparently I had stepped on the partially uncapped tube and it was
e v e r y w h e r e !!! And I was covered in paint splotches from head to toe. Just now I am trying to find professional help for the incurably messy.

murals actionElijah piped up, “So this is your first mural.”
I said, “Yes, aren’t you lucky.”
He then decided my next project was going to be an entire house, after which I would be doing City Hall. LOL.

After cleanup, which took a while, we had a lovely dinner, and a good visit. Unfortunately you will not see the finished mural until about mid-January, when my patrons return from a three week holiday.

I can tell you I thoroughly enjoyed this. When I first began, a feeling of soaring came over me as if I were about to take flight. At that moment that I understood why children like to draw on walls. I now know this will be the first of many murals. It was exhilarating and very freeing. A highly recommended form of therapy.

Full Circle

Full Circle

iris wipI had the privilege of going to dinner last night at the home of a couple who had purchased my ‘Purple Iris’ painting. They wanted me to see it framed.

Good conversation, in a relaxed setting, we enjoyed an amazing meal of West Indian curry.

Although I had known these people for sometime, this was the first opportunity we’d had to socialize.

When I saw it hanging in it’s place of honour, all I could say was, “Wow, did I do that?” Their love for the work, was obvious as we observed the way the light was reflected when viewing from different angles. I was in awe.

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Non-Representational Art: An Inevitability?

Non-Representational Art: An Inevitability?

dance-finalI was subject to a certain chain of events recently, which has really jolted me into some sort of surreal reality. It seems as though in the upper echelon of art circles, non-representational art is considered to be the creme de la creme.

The people I spoke with, familiar with the art world, expressed the opinion that other forms of art, seem to be a stage that the artist is going through. I wonder if this means When my art matures, I too will be creating non-representational pieces?

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Improvisation

Improvisation

 

What I really am striving for these days, is to allow my spirit to paint freely, unconfined by rules. Who makes these rules anyway? We do. Limitations, or what we perceive as limitations, are set by ourselves. We can adapt when we have to, countless stories tell us about people who have been ‘handicapped in some way’, who have found a way to go full steam ahead, unhindered by what other people would consider handicapped.

For a brief moment yesterday, I found my self with two brushes on the go, one in each hand. The smaller brush for details was in my right and, and the larger glazing brush was in my left, and I found myself painting with both hands. I was amazed. This was a first. Completely engrossed in the moment, I had what I needed literally at my fingertips, without interrupting the flow by changing brushes.

My right hand, is dominant, yet I have developed a certain amount af ambidextrosity over the years. I have never thought twice about using both hands when playing my musical instruments, so why not painting? Improvisation requires taking risks, yet leads us to great discoveries about our art, as well as ourselves.

“Fear is the reason for making art. It is a means to freedom.”
(Ilya Kabakov)

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