I recently demolished a VERY old Jarrah chest-of-drawers; it was over a 100 years old. Wait, before you start, It was very broken & rickety…don’t worry, I’m not a complete heathen!
But I didn’t throw out a single scrap or even a splinter. There’s some quite large boards, all beautifully stained & distressed from a century of use.
Such a perfect blank canvas for me.
Soooo, what to do, what to do?!
Well, I guess I’ll just start, here goes…
The owner of the commissioned piece I’m working on at the moment, loves butterflies 🦋. Particularly Monarchs. She wanted them included in the piece.
Annnd so, I made some Monarchs. I think they turned out quite well…
Mixed Media; Collage on wooden palette
Artists are elusive creatures. Her chaotic, crazy, impulsive brain is the birth place of many weird & wonderful ideas; the wholeprocess is a little bit magical really.
No one can quantify the creative brain. It remains a mystery to the other 98% inhabiting this planet, alongside those that create.
How would an artist go about explaining their process verbally? Are there words that adequately describe the electric tang of creation? How would one visually represent, symbolically represent the artist?Their process? The ‘Genesis’ of creation?
GENESIS’ work-in-progress (2018)
MIXED MEDIA: found-object sculptural installation.
Once the composition is finished, I’ll ensure everything is painted one of the many shades of pitch-black, effectively tying all the different aspects together.
Then I’ll buff, burnish and accent till my heart’s content (*hint: it’s never content…)
And using rhinestones to finish it off; adding a little twinkley-sparkle, and then, because I, well, always… will add just a touch more. Because I can’t help myself. And yes, I’m aware of what I am…
Final touches all applied…finally finished. Just need to seal and varnish. Super satisfying to get something completed in the midst of kiddy chaos!
There’s something thrilling about immersing yourself in a new artwork; perhaps it’s the potential…
Finishing work with children…
(unfinished, mixed media)
I am so tired, I literally fell asleep, with my head on the wall, mid-artwork; all in some vain attempt to fit art in…somewhere. Anywhere. Really, anything will do. Anything.
Oooooo, I love PRISMACOLOR pencils; they’re so soft and have such a rich palette.
Having a toddler & a baby seriously diminishes any hope in hell of getting my art-pants on…so, in the face of the baby’s dreaded separation anxiety, I’ve been getting my art on in the company of the midnight moon.
(How can I not love this face though???)
These pieces have a long way to go…but, at least I’ve finally, finally, finally started!