Showing posts with label little women. Show all posts
Showing posts with label little women. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 8, 2022

Alchemy

Artist Jacqui Beck's thoughts about a series she's painting called Inside Outside accompany me as I begin working on a new painting. She articulates the following in a short video:

As an artist I bring my inside outside,

Who I am gets expressed into the work.

How I think about the world,

How I encounter the world,

How I experience the world

Coming inside me,

Getting churned around,

And then coming out in my work.


At the tail end of a(nother!) day filled with more cyber challenges than I can handle with any grace, let alone savvy, I am called strongly to play with line and color. I am pulled to paint on a page torn from a copy of Little Women given to my daughter by my mother, a book that ends up becoming, decades down the road, a comforting art journal for me during a dark time. One of the pages has paint on it from two years ago, an expression of my inside manifesting itself outside in that place at that time. And, of course, whatever is inside has been forged by many outside encounters and experiences. 

I grab a paint pen now and begin drawing lines around patches of paint to create shapes. 

The outside that influences and impacts the inside churns around unceasingly and, as an artist, that who-I-am gets expressed into my work every single time I paint.

The alchemy amazes and sustains me.



work in progress



Saturday, February 29, 2020

Muse-ing in My Studio

I had fun using limited supplies to mix a crazy range of greens.

I wonder how many more I could have created.

I wonder if black acrylic paint has some blue in it.

I wonder what fortune might lie in the numbers collaged here, which I chose only for their green ink and graphic qualities. 

I wonder what someone outside myself might read in the tea leaves of my brushstrokes, scribbles, mark-making, and finger painting here.

The Air is Green and I Breathe in the Beauty of It
7 x 9"; acrylic, oil pastel, and collage on a book page
abstract
2020

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slightly earlier iteration of The Air (left), in a two-page spread
with a companion piece that later goes floral


Tuesday, January 21, 2020

Siesta

The rules for siesta after lunch at Camp Takodah are as follows: (1) Stay on Your Bunk, and (2) Read, Write, or Snooze.

Here at Lyme Camp we have different rules.

Or, wait, do we even have rules?

I do have a stack of library books to read, and I do read every day, but I also have with me a book whose pages have become my painting canvases. The book is a Children's Classic edition of Little Women published in 1987, with the handwriting and love of my sweet mama—now deceased— captured on the flyleaf. She is with us here—mother to daughter, grandmother to granddaughter, great-grandmother to great-granddaughters—offering comfort during the days of this crazy camp adventure.

work in progress