Even Chaos Has A Flow

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Placement of a brush stroke or a color can change how one sees a painting. Like placement of a comma can change the entire meaning of a sentence. A stream flowing through a painting can come to a halt when the pure white water meets a black rock jutting into the center of the painting.  Painting is a mix of ideas; ideas of both passions and different teachings of the requirements for making art. The artist has to decide where they want to place their emphasis. A perfectly executed painting can fall short if the artist has no defining message to give the viewer, and even then a wrong stroke can kill that message. The viewer can be misled by an out of place bit of color.  The peacefulness is lost when that out of place color presents a question and draws the viewers mind away from the intended message. Chaos is becoming a concept in art these days, but even chaos has a flow or a non-flow. 

Each artist selects a set of guidelines to build a concept with. A realist will use different guidelines than an impressionist painter will. Yet they can wind up with paintings that look very similar. How much the impressionist wants his painting to carry a likeness of his subject will determine how much of an impressionist they are. There are guidelines for every artist. Where to place your center of interest? How to balance a composition? How to design the reading of a painting? These guidelines are what makes art interesting. Subjects attract a viewer, but composition and design are what makes a viewer want to live with a painting.     

Hugged Myself With Color

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The possibility of giving a gift of wellness to a stranger carries me through each day in my studio. It's that possibility I see in each painting - something in my art to bring one to the brighter side of life. Never with anyone person in mind, I sit before my easel and think about those who will give the work before me “a look.”

Each stroke from my brush is placed with the greatest of care in hopes of a smile from a viewer. If I'm getting inspiration from a subject, others will surely be seeing what I see and feel that inspiration. They may simply turn their heads for a glance, some my stop and pause a bit more, and still others will make the connection and feel what I felt creating the piece on the wall. With this belief I work each day at my craft in hopes of lightening a person's day, if only for a split second. Art brings warmth &  comfort, and fills emptiness . A pretty girl reading warms a father’s heart and reminds him why he does what he does, a painting of a goat may bring one an unexpected smile, and an abstract brings wonder and perplex at the same time.   

Today, a landscape waits for my hand to bring it to life. Somewhere in my head it is forming from past visual experiences. The eyes of my childhood will command my hand, brighter colors are laid out, taller trees will form on my canvas, and brighter, richer greens  will invite viewers to roll in the grass, if only for a moment and only in their minds.

We artists have the power to take people places, if only it be to a memory of a place they knew as a child. Water so clear one can see minnows dart about moss covered stones… The child in me is ever present when I am at the easel, whether it be a geranium on my windowsill gathering sunlight, or a young lady posing on my models stand, there comes a child to guide my thoughts and hands as I paint. Letting the child loose is what art is about. 

Turned seventy-four yesterday

Turned six today   

Hugged myself with color

Bathed myself in memories

Accepted who I am with mistakes

Found myself in others. 

Waited for my title at the finish.