The photo I am posting today is of my efforts toward a multi-layered, mixed watermedia experiment entitled “Compassion”. It’s been a long time since I’ve posted. For those of you who may check in on me from time to time, I extend my apologies . . . and an explanation. I reached a point in my life many moons ago where I began to question everything. Every foundational belief of which I was aware was fair game for scrutiny: philosophical, religious, relational, artistic thoughts – an evolution had begun. Because of these changes, my ideas about art and writing naturally began to evolve as well. Unfortunately, I decided to withhold these changes from public viewing. It’s not an acceptable practice in the art world to make public one’s work until a consistent style has been developed, and if one’s style changes (which is a shocking concept on its own), the artist had better create an entire series to prove herself. I can tell you that I don’t care about these things, about what is deemed “acceptable”. I will shamelessly choose what to share with you. Perhaps I’ll share new work, works in progress, poetry fragments, evolving concepts. Myself, I am a work in progress, growing daily.
Last winter, I flooded my canvases with vibrant primary colors which belied the monochromatic palette found in nature. My recent work betrays a personal torment: 2010’s long, hot summer has been especially punishing for this Midwestern artist who suffers from a terrible sun allergy. If I was able to escape into nature at all this summer, I had to lurk in the shadows of daylight or wait until near dark to gather inspiration. The color schemes of these summer works were necessarily cooler. Tonight’s foray into autumn with an extra-special harvest moon is especially welcome.
