Every year I choose a new word to try and live by for the year, a word to concentrate on, a word to make me stretch and grow. For 2018, my word is “authenticity.” This is something that I often struggle with, as there are so many wonderful, talented artists out there whom I admire and, quite frankly, would love to emulate. So, next year is my year to reinforce that, even though I might find my work lacking at times, especially when compared to those whose work I love, I need to remain “authentic” and true to myself. It may mean revisiting some old techniques, some that were very successful for me in years past, but maybe adding a new twist. Or, it may be going in a completely different and new direction. The important thing is to constantly remind myself that whatever I offer, it will be mine, and mine alone, with my own unique stamp on it, that keeps the authenticity real. What about you? Will you join me in keeping yourself authentic? I’d love your thoughts. Wishing all of you your most successful, wonderful, happy, and authentic new year yet!
Here's yet another fun, creative way to live with art! I happen to love this idea, and the fact that this image shows overlapping art decor in a beach house makes it even more palatable. If you've got shelves with no books (I can assure, I do NOT have this problem at my house!), this is a great way, casual way to display multiple pieces of art. It forces the viewer to move the art to see what's underneath and, hopefully, to actually look at and study the pieces. Any art will work: framed or unframed paintings, photographs, vintage paintings, even mixed media on old book covers (of which I've done several; more on that at a later time.). So, if you don't have wall space, don't be afraid to overlap!
For the last two years, I've been on a journey and had a love affair with abstract art. Let me just say, in the past, I was not much of a fan, I never really "got it," not to mention the fact that, despite how it may look, for me it's a very difficult style of painting to achieve with success, although I know some very talented artists who do it well. So, that's why I decided to explore abstract art two years ago in my artistic journey. Yes, it is subjective, for the most part; each viewer will interpret it in his or her own way, and for me, that's the beauty of it. Abstract art can evoke emotions and memories in a very personal way, just as it did for the artist who painted it. So, in this post and in some future posts, I'm going to explore decorating with abstract art and, hopefully inspire in you an appreciation for it.
I believe that abstract art can adapt itself to any decor, depending on the colors and style of the painting itself. In the above image, this seascape warms up the wall in this little corner; the colors used in the painting, with the calming sea foam green, shades of blue, and the touch of yellow at the skyline and in the clouds, blend perfectly with the yellow walls and the simple, almost rustic table, and the browns blend with the floors beautifully. And, even though this is what I would I call a semi-abstract piece, there is still a touch of realism. You can choose how to see it; I see a seascape, but others may see a landscape with a small body of water in a valley, still others may see brushstrokes and colors that work well together, without really seeing a subject at all. And that, my friends, is the beauty of abstract art.
I'd love, and welcome, your comments!
I've got to get something off my chest: lately I've been thinking about my own mortality and what will happen to all of my unsold art when I'm gone. Now, I'm not normally a morbid person, but recently, since I've been thinking about this little issue, it's made me think about how many years I might have left and how I'm spending them. I'm sure you've all seen the famous painting by Edvard Munch, "The Scream," and lately this is how I've felt in my mind. I feel like screaming because all I want to do is paint, and be successful at it. But here I sit, at my regular day job, bored and frustrated because I'd rather be home painting. As jobs go, my day job is not a bad job; I've been working in a political atmosphere for 24 years and involved, in a roundabout way, in the law-making process in Virginia, and I count myself lucky to have found such an interesting job. However, 24 years is starting to feel like 50, and the yearning to leave and do my own thing is so strong it hurts. And I don't even ask to make thousands of dollars (although that would be great!), just a nice living from painting to add to my retirement income. And I wonder: what will my daughter do with all my paintings? Certainly, I hope she keeps some that she really loves, and perhaps passes them down to her own children. My husband and I both had grandparents who painted and we have some of their paintings, and they are some of the most cherished possessions we own. So, I hope I didn't bore you with this little bit of candor; it's rare that I write about such a personal and emotional thing, but it was nice to get it out, to speak of my fears and dreams out loud. Do any of you have similar thoughts? What your legacy will be, and how you'll spend the time left to you? Some heavy food for thought. I promise I'll be more cheerful next time.