Tuesday, October 31, 2017

Diana the Huntress, 2017
Oil on canvas, string and glitter
16" x 16"

       One needs to look no further for a mythological figure of a strong and independant female than to my friend Diana. She is a strong and aims straight.

       With the art business dominated by males I have been given a challenging road. One way I overcome this "handicap" is to embrace finding something new and putting myself out there in it. I am building something strong and physical in a community and hope to engage some art lovers too.
       The challenge is to make interesting two dimensional images live in a 3 dimensional space.  I have witnessed many female colleagues turn to sculpture but I adore color and painting!
       An early example can be reviewed in my 3 D Web series. (old painful VHS on youtube link). I did many of these webs in multiple cities; the passerby crowd loved helping. The project brought attention to the painting subject which, at the time, was paintings of webs in a series of paintings. It was also a great deal of fun sharing thoughts on the various ideas that come with site or environment art.

         Today I plan to explore that space again and here upload my drawing plan for a piece on Diana. It will work in space, with community and incorporate new technology.



      As a footnote thought- females exhibit a more cerebral aptitude from their young age and the male is more at home in the physical...  as I work this new physical project I will curate an exhibit of Mythological paintings near the launch site.
      I will be of an androgynous mindset.
      It will succeed.

Monday, October 30, 2017

Hurricaine Irma

Hurricane Irma
2017
Oil on canvas
36" x 36"

       During the fall of 2017 I experienced my 1st encounter with hurricanes. I am now more afraid of tornados then the winds that come all at one time and are buffered by trees and the amount of land between the gulf and my home.
       As the TV kept showing the map of Florida; an image of the map from above etched into my very reactive mind, all day and evening, as the storm approached.
       The imagery needed to be expressed and I hoped I was going to be around to do some work on this inspiration/experience.  I felt everyone was indeed praying for me, as well as messages in text, phone and facebook-  they really were heartfelt...which scared me most. I took reflective thoughts of my life; cried for fear of the unknown. I kept seeing this luminous strangely colorful center of the storm.
       Keeping my prayers connecting to my guardian angel, I pleaded to please move the storm a little inland so that the storm would not strengthen over the warm gulf waters.
      He saw to it.