Each Artist Will Tell A Different Story

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Over the tall grass, grey wood-shingled rooftops begin to appear. Blue smoke rising from wood chimneys carry the aroma of coffee down the hillside. As I approach the picket fence of the first house tired dogs come to their feet and give half hearted barks, none venture too far out from their resting place behind a pile of fresh cut firewood. Chickens hunting in the rich green grass for ticks and other bugs scamper away from  the rut-filled clay road I followed up from the valley below.

Two large women milking their goats glance my way pausing just long enough to smile as they check me out. One giggles as the other comments, as I huff and puff pass them. Two of the dogs dance closer, noses held high trying to identify me, tails wagging saying my scent is OK. 

Farther on an old tractor belching black smoke turns off the road and comes to rest in front of a fire engine red wooden house with windows framed in a deep blue green.  The village is sprinkled with brightly colored houses with picket fences dividing gardens from play areas from goat pens. There is a warmth about this village as kids voices come from the distant trees, one races beyond a wall of giant sunflowers to join the others.

I roam this village, freely sampling plums and apples as I take in the life here. Everywhere is the good country life. Three women resting against a sturdy tree laugh wildly as they feast on apples and peaches. A man leaning on a hoe in the distance drinks from a large leather pouch, his vineyard rich with grapes behind him setting off his white shirt and black trousers. 

I can go anywhere and revisit them whenever I want. I'm there thanks to the Russian artist who invites people to their village through their art. I listen to paintings as they tell me of the rich lives half a world away. Art can transcend time and space and languages. One day I will talk with the impressionist in the morning, next I'm trading ideas with NC Wyeth. Paintings take me places and tell me stories every time I take in art shows. One painting can hold many different stories. Use of color and rich, passionate strokes hold stories for all who want to listen. Each artist will tell a different story even when painting the same subject.   

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I Love Sharing Good Art

                                                               "Wildflower Witness"

                                                               "Wildflower Witness"

I'm a Facebook fan even in these troubling times. About a hundred of my Facebook friends have quit over the information thing. I'm sorry to see some of them go. I'll miss seeing their artwork and reading their comments, both those left on their artwork and comments they leave on other artists work. There have been some interesting discussions come up over the years. 

Artwork from around the world has appeared on my news page for years. Artwork I would never have come across without Facebook. I love doing paintings of interiors with women and I have connected with artists in several countries who share the same interest. Its fun for me knowing there are others out there with the same interest. Fun seeing how people live in other countries, and how similar we decorate our private spaces. 

I understand people leaving Facebook though. There are times when I feel it is a waste of my time, but then one of my friends will post the most amazing work of art and I love it all over again. Some days my newsfeed is full of crap. Last Sunday was one of those days when the art just kept coming, one interesting painting after another. I reposted a dozen of them. I love sharing good art, I love reading the comments others make. I especially love reading those comments by known artists who really know art - so I'm learning from Facebook too. I'm sorry to see some good artists leave, but they are being replaced by new friends I can learn from.