I have quite a few good-sized bowls coming out. Thought I’d share.
I’m also plugging away at another big watercolor. They take a ridiculous amount of time…I’m trying not to ask the question if they are quantifiably “worth it”. If I were to be paid by the hour, these paintings would be incredibly expensive (like Trump might hang them up next to his golden toilet expensive). Whether I get paid at all is the hard part of justifying why I do what I do -ever.
I just have to quiet my mind and say “don’t think… don’t quit… this was the gift God gave you. God didn’t give you accounting skills, corporate feistiness or amazing memorization… All you can do is show up everyday and use what God gave you… have faith… have faith… Listen to your inner voice… there has to be a reason you intuitively know how to do all things artsy… don’t quit… don’t quit…
Yes. Yes I do. I talk to myself all day. You don’t?
I also tell myself to shut-up all day too… What, you don’t?
Ha. OK. On with the show…
Here are some pieces that came out of the kiln this week.
As I look at these, I am reminded I should make some more of my own stamps. I like how soft and non-mechanized they look. They make my work more personal. Note to self – make more stamps…
Here is the new painting I am working on. I challenged myself to quite a funky perspective. I am looking down on the subject matter. I hope I can pull it off… still so much to fill in/block off… boy that’s going to take A LOT of time…
It’s been cold and wet for well over a week. I find it so hard to motivate myself. I am going to have to revert back to talking to myself just to get myself out of this chair.
…Get up. You don’t have that much time…If you don’t work on this thing you’ll never finish it… No. sitting on the couch wrapped up in a blanket bingeing Netflix is totally out of the question…You’re an adult right? Adults do responsible things all day? Go do something “responsible”…
What? Oh come on. You do talk to yourself too right?
I thought so. Totally normal ;)
I blame my morbid curiosity for the Illuminati on my children. I don’t know why it has infiltrated the 5th grade, but the kids flash each other triangular hand signs and point out the countless eyes, pyramids and triangles throughout our daily lives. Free Mason architecture is all throughout New England which just fuels their imagination. My son is always taking his magnifying glass to money and even our family photos have the four cousins creating a pyramid. Each time the kids yell out “Illuminati Confirmed!” They believe man. They get it. The world really is a conspiracy!
Boy oh boy. Lately, I almost want to go there and believe it with them. Secret societies. Big brother watching with it’s electric eye. Those with power and wealth trying to keep “the man” down. When one is feeling helpless, there is comfort in explanations, alternative fact/fake news or not :)
The flip side of the eye motif is the Evil Eye. Many cultures have adorn themselves and their homes with eyes to watch over them, protect them and ward off evil. Again, superstitious or not, it brings people comfort.
Myself, I think of it like that college anthropology major. I’m simply fascinated by relics and humans attachment to them. I love to study people. I love to study things.
My observation: thousands of years ago until now, humans haven’t changed much. We all seek comfort from the fears of the unknown.
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Yesterday, I mentioned I didn’t have the attention span for pointillism. When faced with painting tall grasses in this painting, I decided to take a different route. There are probably 30 layers, but instead of hand painting thousands of dabs of paint, I took my palette knife and scratched the paint off to create the line work. When you are standing in front of the painting it looks really life like. As if someone had just trampled through creating a path in the grass.
This technique didn’t drive me as crazy as the pointillism did. I will be adding it to my bag of tricks :)
This week, I got to play with my new hand-made pottery stamps. Way too fun. Way too addicting. Can’t wait to see how they come out. Working with the stamps is firing off all sorts of ideas in my head!
Here’s a bunch of other things that have come out of the kiln:
I’m still painting too… will have some paintings to show hopefully next week.
As I like to think and say…
Keep on keepin’ on and bein’ creative!
Working on 4 more paintings… lots of pottery too… hopefully I’ll get a moment to compose a proper blog post very soon! Until then, back to work!
Oh man, I just love these pendants I am making. I am very much into vintage everything, so these get me very excited. It’s like a little antique you can wear every day! Because they are vintage glass, they are translucent and sparkle which I just can’t capture via camera. Either way, I’m plugging away at my collection and I hope there are people out there that find them as special as I do!
This week I’ve also been working on some cell phone holders. The idea stems from at least 4 devices on my counter at all times. Does any other household have this problem? I am creating little 8×10″ pockets to attach by the outlets and hopefully get my counters back! I’m making some to sell at the holiday shows too… Again, we’ll see if my choices resonate with holiday shoppers this winter…
On a final note, I dragged my loving mother 3 hours away to Bennington, Vermont to see the Milton Avery exhibit. The Bennington Art Museum has an exhibition of his work until November. I am obsessed with Milton Avery. I adore his loose impressionistic arrangements and his killer use of color. In fact, I believe the museum called it his “dissociative” use of color. Meaning he makes trees that are blue even though humans associate green with trees. To me, creating these amazing color compositions, takes what could sometimes be considered a very boring landscape and transforms them into something magical. Mark my words, you will see an intense inspiration of Milton Avery in my painting this upcoming January. I have been quietly studying what direction I want to go with my painting and this genre feels just right.
OK. off to make mosaic jewelry…I haven’t shown you pictures of that yet…but I am creating up a storm. Feels Great!
The Narragansett Art Festival is coming up this weekend.
I’ve been sort of drifting for months in abstract painting la-la land, but about a week ago, I snapped out of it and started to work my butt off!
This art festival is right off the beach. It’s a bit of an informal gathering. People in flip-flops and sun hats. I have found the average price point for sales during the event to be $250 or significantly lower. This means don’t bring your giant formal work because you’ll be sitting there for 8 hours a day not selling anything!
With this in mind, I decided to embrace it and why not celebrate it? How cool would it be if you could come home from an art festival with an original work of art for around $50 bucks?
So I snatched up about 20 mini frames ranging in size from 4×6 to 5×7 and I’ve been painting, painting, painting….
My husband came up with the idea of $55 per painting or 2 for $100. Here are some of the mini-paintings I will be selling during the event:
It’s actually been a great exercise in painting. I use a large brush, I try to work quickly and minimally. It’s allowing me to practice acquiring an impressionistic style which in the age of photography is something I greatly value.
I have lots more to share. I will try to photograph them as I scramble to get everything ready for this Saturday.
It’s feeling good :)
Well, this is it.
Today is February 1st.
I told myself the day after Christmas that I would work on opening an Etsy shop until February 1st and then I would stop and go back to painting.
I only got 39 items listed. I probably have 100 more items to add, but from here on in, it will be in fits and starts. I need to paint. I haven’t painted since September 1st. That’s almost 5 months! How can that be? It is definitely how it feels. I’m terrified to start painting again because I feel like I’ve forgotten everything I learned! I’m hoping it’s like riding a bike :) I’m also hoping the break cleared my jumbled mind from all the concepts I stuffed inside it. I get to start with a clean slate and see what my intuition has decided to keep and what ideas and information it will politely decline. Mmmm….I have absolutely no clue what will come out!
OK. Back to Etsy…
To celebrate, I have created a coupon code: GRANDOPEN1 https://www.etsy.com/shop/BeCreativeMary
This entitles shoppers to a 20% discount on items in my new store.
If people could share, favorite or promote my shop in anyway, I’d really appreciate it! It stinks having no likes,interactions or feedback, but I know, I know, …you have to start somewhere!
I thank you all for continuing on my journey as I navigate all things creative. I don’t always know what I’m doing, but I don’t mind sticking my neck out there to on trying! ;)
Here’s to a knew year of painting and pottery. I am so excited to get my feet wet!
Quite sadly, my last bike was stolen right out of my yard while filling our moving van. It wasn’t the greatest bike, but it was still my bike.
Very kindly, my mother-in-law offered up her old bike. It’s a gray old Mongoose. Nothing fancy, yet quite functional.
I’m at the point in my life, where I really don’t want a fancy car (that can be broken into), I don’t want an expensive bike (that can be stolen right out of my yard), nor do I want precious materials throughout my home (that would make me lose sleep and want to buy an alarm system).
I simply want comfy things and well thought-out pieces that I can enjoy every day. And yet, if they were no longer in my life, it wouldn’t cause me any angst. In fact, it would bring me joy because then I’d have a reason to hunt for a new well worn-out treasure!
My little girl thought it would be a great idea to take those new duct tapes on the market and decorate what she has termed my ” ugly bike”.
She just so happens to have a not-so-normal mother who thought this was a flipping splendid idea!
We duct-taped my bike. It now looks like Pee-Wee Herman’s flower garden and I simply love it.
If it gets worn-out, I’ll pick new tape and if someone tries to steal it, well good luck riding this bike through town.
I think we all shall know who it belongs to!