Sunday, August 12, 2018

Even If We All Start Out At The Same Place...

...we never, ever, finish there.

I had a delightful weekend in the company of these three lovely women in my Intuitive Painting Two Day Intensive workshop.  I experimented with something new this time around, and had all of us begin with the exact same colour palette for the first four layers, and access to exactly the same tools and mark making items.

As usual there was a wonderful mess on every table, a sure sign that creativity is brewing. Yes, that is corn. No, it's not lunch.


And as I suspected, the canvases, even with the same colour palette and tools, varied wildly from person to person by the fourth layer.

  (Sometimes you gotta get down when creating!)

 Birds and hearts paved the way for houses and bicycles

Sometimes fish show up, and you just have to deal with it!

On day two we all worked hard, finessing the last minute touches on our paintings (plural for my students, singular for me - I never even touched my second canvas, so lost was I in my chicken/man creature.)

And here I would like to point out that with my demo painting, what appears on the canvas at the end of day one is a far cry from the end result of day two.  My angelic shapes ultimately morphed into a winged chicken, quelle surprise!




The one thing that brings me such pleasure above just about all else is the unique, personal stamp each student brings to their work.  No matter if they are rusty, blocked, or new to painting, they have their own way of moving the paint about on the canvas, their own choices, their own shapes and images that they gravitate to, their own indelible style.

By the end of the second day, seven individual creative works were completed. Along the way we laughed, sang, ate chocolate, told stories, and generally made merry.  One painting is rumoured to have been sold before the class was over!



Well done ladies, you should be proud of your work, and thanks for the laughs and song!

Sunday, February 25, 2018

Life and Art - A (sometimes never ending) Series of Do-overs

Before - Nocturnal Dreaming - 2012

After - There is Music in the Spacing of the Spheres - 2018

Quite often as I am painting I think about the similarities between life and art, and never more than when I am working on a do-over.  I have discussed in other blog posts the concept of "when a painting is finished" and shown several examples of paintings of mine that have fallen prey to the do-over, sometimes years after they were "finished" (the first time).  As in life and card games, each of us players must constantly hold, play, and discard.  What gets held in the hand, what gets laid on the table, what goes onto the discard pile - for every one of us, every day, these "keep, play, discard" choices are made.  In a lifetime, we make millions of them, many of them unconsciously.

In art, as in life, we also continuously keep, play, discard.  As artists, our styles, palettes and subject matter morph and change; in response to events in our lives, new information, and the inevitable growth and change we experience as humans. 

The above painting, "Nocturnal Dreaming", has been altered, and is now named "There is Music in the Spacing of the Spheres."  What is equally important to what has been changed is what has remained.  Sometimes what remains - the "keep" - can be subtle, compared to the more obvious "discard."  This piece not only got a re-orientation from a horizontal presentation to a vertical, but the colour palette and subject matter changed too.  Spheres, a face, the inevitable houses - they are all new.  But tucked away and scattered all over the painting are bits and pieces of the original painting - altered, yes, but still visible if looked at closely.

I think about my own journey as I paint, and those journeys of my nearest and dearest.  Our reflections on what is working in our lives, what no longer serves us, and what we discover through growth and change, result in an unbroken chain of "do-overs."  From birth to death, we re-visit, analyze, tweak.  We keep.  We play.  We discard.

As an artist I may be a bit of an outlier with my continuous do-overs, but my take on art, as on life, is that it is never too late to enthusiastically embrace a fresh start, nothing is carved in stone, if you learn new skills and talents use them, and, most importantly, it's just paint.  The act of creating is the point, for me, not the end result, which is why morphing an old stale painting into something fresh and new by applying newly learned techniques is such a satisfying enterprise.

A special note to my students here, who so often worry about the end result and how they will know when they have reached it - just play and have fun, take breaks if you feel stuck, try new scary things, and if those things don't work do something else, and most importantly of all, don't get frustrated and paint everything white.  Or black.  Or brown or green or blue.  

There is always, alongside of what to discard, plenty to keep.

If you own one of my paintings, lock your doors. You never know when the do-over urge may strike.

Tuesday, January 16, 2018

Letting Go, Welcoming Change


 Alchemist of Change

Freedom From Within

Last week I took the painting Alchemist of Change that I had painted six years ago and transformed it. It even got a new name: Freedom From Within.

My style and color palette has changed over the years, and I felt it was time for this piece to change too. One of the things that is hard to do, in life and in painting, is let go. There were several elements in this painting I was very attached to - the birdcage, the bird, and the words embedded in the bottom right corner. These were two quotes that really resonated with me at the time that I painted the original piece:

Let your history be the alchemist of change

and

A diamond is a piece of coal made clear under pressure

It was very difficult for me to let go of those words. I struggled with working around them for hours, but in the end I let them go, and welcomed the changes that letting go brought to the newly transformed piece. Besides, they are still there, just hidden, which pleases me.

Creamy and dreamy now where it was formerly colourful and exuberantly busy, the piece feels fresh and new. The bird and the birdcage still feature, as they are the essence of the painting, as is the cluster of houses that I debated painting over but decided to keep.

Letting go of what is no longer working, and welcoming change, even if you have resistance. As a former student once remarked to me "Intuitive painting is like a metaphor for life."

Yep.