life before we can enter another.”
There are many worthy aspects of Vox. The ease with which you can tweak color and type is very friendly. However, after 3 years of blogging on Vox I have finally decided to switch my blog to Wordpress.
This is partly because I will soon be publishing my new website, which is on Wordpress, but mainly because many are reluctant to take the step of "joining" Vox, which is required in order to make a comment. Already existing members of the Vox community participate, but that's a fraction of the cyber world.
Emails frequently arrive saying "I tried to comment but Vox wouldn't let me."
Don't we blog for interaction? To share? To invite the world into our living room? Since one of the main goals of blogging is to reach out into the world,
share and interact, this obstacle has prevented many people from doing
that.
Honing and tweaking the new blog will take a little while, but is undoubtedly a worth while goal!
So PLEASE come visit at the new site: here: http://lizamyers.wordpress.com
to address the Void as Thou?
Blogging is much like shouting into the void.
Arias in the wilderness.
Cyberspace is vast, dark and airless.
Who is even out there? And if there is someone there, are they listening? Why would they?
Why do I do spend so much time writing these encapsulated, honed compositions and casting them into the cyber-void?
I don't agree with the adorable, brilliant, wild, tortured Edna that this act is inspired by fear. She seems to be referring in part to her doubts in an obscure divinity, as well as to her desperate loneliness and need for validation.
I don't write to abate loneliness. I write because the words and events are interesting to me. My hope is that they will be interesting to others. Writing is another form of creativity, like building new 3D forms with clay or 2D illusions with pigment. Sharing is important.
I've been keeping journals since I was small. The first was pink with a little brass lock and lined pages, long since lost, but vivid. The black hard backed journals that line my shelf cover the years since I was 16. That's a lot of years. Lots of of words, drawings and treasured images, glued in for inspiration and memory. My journals have suffered since I began blogging. There are not nearly as many entries.
The blogging process is more complex. I try to just write about art, and art related thoughts and events, because art sustains me. With a commitment to building a more vibrant blog, I signed up for the 4-week BlogTriage class with Cynthia Morris and Alyson Stanfield. Today’s assignment is to describe the people I want to visit and read my blog. That's quite an interesting question. My goal is to share the creative process with people who are interested in my work, other artists, students and perhaps collectors.
I know at least two people actually read it on occasion. One of my amazing siblings, and also a beloved 99 year old friend.
And that's what I have been doing.
Spring cleaning at home.
Spring cleaning at the studio.
Moving things around, sorting them, giving things away, posting them on our local free-cycle and elsewhere.
At home spring cleaning means, raking leaves left over from winter; uncovering awakening flower beds; staining the deck (a full two day job) and pruning: apple trees, blueberries, Euonymus alata (burning bush) and hydrangea.
In my refuge, my studio spring cleaning means clearing a whole wall on the north side to begin a large mural: 4' tall by 16' long.
The plan is to
In this photo students from one of my summer Aartz groups are drawing in the park. My studio is now in another building a few blocks away since we expanded the frameshop into the downstairs of this building. Route 7, one of the main north south routes through the state runs right in front of the gallery.
This summer the whole town will be full of sunflowers. Many artists are painting cut-out wooden sunflowers to fill the town with light and art. I'm doing one of those, but also filling my gallery flowerbeds with dwarf and full sized sunflowers in many hues, and working on this immense mural. Sunflowers have been a favorite subject for quite a while! Cafe Provence and Gourmet Provence, two of our fabulous world class restaurants, both have original sunflower paintings hanging.
Placing sunflowers in a plausible 16' long landscape is another challenge.
Brandon will be blooming beautifully this summer!
Come see!
- George S. Patton (1885 - 1945)
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The work at the Scottsdale Arts Festival was terrific. What a well run show! Booth sitters, breakfast and lunch were all available, set up and break down were a breeze. The weather was pleasant and the booth was full of people much of the time. Lots of great contacts and interesting conversations. We were so busy that there wasn't a lot of time to visit with other artists much, but the few we had a chance to speak with were quite friendly and helpful. It was great to see our snowbird friends who live there now too! - We also had time to visit the Scottsdale Arts scene after show hours. Very interesting and inspiring work!
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On the way back we detoured briefly to the Grand Canyon. 144 miles to watch the sunset! And so worth it!
The more that you learn, the more places you'll go.
Replete with fascinating peeks into the art world of the early 20th century, this book tells the story of Edith Halpert, the Maven of Modernism. Edith championed both American modernism and, though it might seem opposite to some, she also was among the first to carry the banner for folk art, introducing naive works into the sophisticated New York art market in the 30's.
The daughter of Ukrainian immigrants, Edith arrived in NY from Odessa at the age of six, and worked her way from poverty to the pinnacle of New York's art world.
Her story is particularly relevant to the current economic situation. She, and her gallery both survived the Great Depression. Not only was she a successful art dealer, but as an advisor to the WPA Federal Arts project she was instrumental in supporting the work and well being of many artists. Her gallery survived the great depression through shrewd, tenacious, smart business decisions, without artistic compromise.
She also promoted Jacob Lawrence and his ground breaking Migration series and on occasion represented O'Keeffe and Arthur Dove.
not as I see them.”
- Pablo Picasso
For me it's always a bit of both.
Visionary realism is about moving beyond what's immediately visible.
The subtleties and nuances always take me forever.
I've been tweaking the colors and beak size and shape
"If I had asked people what they wanted,
they would have said faster horses."
-Henry Ford
Following one's own muse is the only way to success, whether personal or financial, or professional acclaim. Being an artist is a solitary endeavour. Yesterday I spent 13 hours at the easel, and barely noticed the time flying by. Pouring the colors and powdered pigments that make up the background is a process of great discovery. There are worlds within worlds in the burnt ochre surface..
The Scottsdale Art Festival looms on the horizon. I'll be there March 12-14 with a trailer full of art.
It's been a long journey these past weeks, full of adventure and new horizons.
From micro to macro new images have filled my eyes.
It is so amazing to swim through complex, colorful coral forests with graceful turtles and floating, choreographed schools of blue tang and yellowfin snappers, myriad other fishes in stripes, spots, dots, and gradated colors. Watching a scrawled cowfish change color from teal to bright turquoise was certainly a highlight.
Our students soaked up the information and experience as well.
Now it's home to Vermont snows, a new round of classes in a new semester, and my STUDIO!!!
is to be able to interpret.
Why does one become an artist? What is the fascination with light and shadow and form? Why do we seek new answers to old questions? Why are some of us born with an unquenchable need to create?
On July 10, 1830, Camille Pissarro was born on the island of St. Thomas in the town with the charming name of "Charlotte Amalie." On December 29, 2009, I found myself there having fled the blizzards of New England enroute to a teaching assignment on St. John.
Lucky me!
I'm quite sure the city of Pissarro's childhood was vastly different from contemporary Charlotte Amalie. Today shops glitter with elegant gold, jewelry and trinkets, enticing tourists on the same narrow streets where he grew up in what was a bustling trade town. Cruise ships have replaced merchants ships which used to ply the waters with goods for the new world.
At least I was able to walk on the steps where his tiny toddler and adolescent feet had trod, where I'm sure his frustrated father berated him for spending so much time drawing when he should have been doing his duties in the store...
that if eyes were made for seeing,
Consider the lilies of the field,
how they grow;
they neither toil nor spin,
yet I tell you,
even Solomon in all his glory
was not arrayed like one of these. (Matt. 6:28-29)
This painting is not yet finished, but it's far enough along that I feel okay about posting it. I had to get to where I at least liked it.
The goal was to create a painting that was excruciatingly beautiful; ridiculously beautiful. Shimmering sky, iridescent feathers, translucent petals. Yup. Ridiculously beautiful. Still work to be done, but it feels close.
Back to the palette and easel.
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