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Monday, May 21, 2012

SUMMER IS HERE!!!

My latest thoughts on painting are...I do not question or judge what to paint. I don't ask if it is art or relevant. I simply paint whatever i feel weather it be abstract or figurative. I just let it flow. It is all a learning experience. My art is strongly connected to my mood. Sometimes i find myself trying to coax a mood out of a painting. Often i can't articulate it but i know it when i see it. There is mystery here. Perhaps there are no words for some feelings and that is why we have art.









Tuesday, February 28, 2012

my paint brushes are smokin!!!







Not  much to say except that i have been painting a lot....Flipping back and forth between abstract and figurative and enjoying both. I post my new work almost every day on flickr.com. if you would like to see more...i only post a small sampling here.
 

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

the bad blogger sheepishly returns...heh heh



I have been a very bad blogger......my last post was Nov. but I plan to make a hearty effort to think up some new thoughts. Actually i have had alot of thoughts rumbling around in my head ...i am still perplexed as to finding "my style"......just when i think i find this illusive thing called style i can make a complete u turn  into something quite different.  I am very fickle about staying with one style. Perhaps it has to do with being a relatively new painter. I started this journey in 2009. Maybe i worry too much about finding "it"......perhaps it will find me.

Monday, November 14, 2011

How did it get to be November so fast?

I saw a exhibition of Chagall's work at the Ontario Art Gallery yesterday and fell in love all over again with Chagall!
So BEAUTIFUL...words fail. 
Have been busy painting and creating knit wear for my little shop. These are some of my recent paintings.
I am still fascinated with using the face as an image. It is i think a vehicle for describing something much more than a face. The emotions are so complex on a face that the slight curve of a line can change everything. So interesting.I still paint by intuition and hope that i will become more aware of what i am doing as i go along. developing a vocabulary of color and line or "learning to speak this illusive art language"fluently..



Saturday, September 3, 2011

Describing The Mystery ( my last series of paintings)




I have seen certain pieces of abstract art that are utterly beautiful and my words to describe them at a complete loss. What I often feel when viewing beautiful art is that I am in the presence of  something sacred. It is a spiritual beauty. I am in awe. It is the same beauty i sometimes try to express in my own  paintings. It is something beyond words. Perhaps abstract art  with its marks and color speaks to us from a different place. A place where words fail and art begins.
It is also  very illusive . Some days  if i am overtired and weary from the noise and hustle bustle of the city I feel very remote from the beauty around and within me. I think we need to protect and nurture that sensitive part of ourselves that allows line and color to flow. It is easily trampled but also very resilient. And with these words i bid you a good night and sweet dreams!I am very tired as I write this and hope I haven't rambled on to much!  The next post will be about silly things!

Monday, August 15, 2011

My Staycation

I seem to be having technical difficulty with my "follow" gadget. It doesn't show up no matter what I do. Any suggestions?

Spent yesterday (Sunday) with my family at the Art Gallery Of Ontario. Went to see an exhibit of  abstract expressionist art from MOMA in New York. The work included paintings by Rothco, Pollock,and Willem De Kooning. I love the work of Marc Rothco. These paintings were done in the early 50's and changed the way we view art today. His work still appears modern. His color seems to float on the surface......really beautiful. This cannot be seen in a photograph.
This is a snippet from my day!








Sunday, July 31, 2011

Texture Urban and mystical

I often notice the texture around me. The marked concrete in the city with it's scratches and layers of color made by wear. The other texture that interests me is more ethereal. The texture of fog and mist suggesting hidden images! I am fascinated by the mysterious beauty of life that seems to be so obvious  yet so hidden. I seek out that beauty in my art weather it is in a scraped piece of concrete or a certain expression i see in a face. Beauty is beauty no matter where you find it. It is everywhere! Perhaps art is a place that we can celebrate it! When words fail then art speaks its language of line and color!

Lately i have tried to incorporate this texture in my faces. A sample of some of the results: