The other day we went to visit one of the local artists of this area. He paints with acrylics and his work is very colorful. It was a wonderful place to take children to, as they encouraged touching everything, the sculptures, the paintings and everything in his studio was available to be experienced fully through all the senses, well almost. As a real bonus we got to watch him paint two paintings. Kaleena who is fond of painting as well, really enjoyed this process and sat spellbound watching as a landscape appeared out of seemingly random color applications. For me it was inspiring as well, I really enjoy acrylic painting, although I have not painted much since the birth of my children. I trust I will one day get back to it, and to experience this painters work space was exhilarating for me, and made me yearn for the free flowing creativity and peace that painting used to bring me.
Ahh, the creative process...
~happy monday to you~
oh what a wonderful experience!! i love seeing all that color!!
ReplyDeleteMy man bought me once a little framed picture. On it is a couch with two sampler pillows. The title, nicely (and broadly) lettered on the background reads: Dull Women have Immaculate Houses. The pillows are embroidered with variations on a theme: A Clean House is the Sign of a Misspent Life. But the last one is the one that applies here: Creative Minds are Rarely Tidy.
ReplyDeleteAll those paint cans. Reminds me of the day I decided to organize my quilting fabric. I dumped it all out on the floor - and there were HEAPS of cuts. Heaps and heaps, As I looked at it all, thinking I would just separate it into color groups, I realized that it was the chaos, unlikely color and pattern against color - that was producing the energy - the pounding, pulling, demanding energy. I had to stick it all in boxes quickly - the room was filling up with URGES.
My mom hated that sign, by the way. It actually offended her when she saw it, my mother who, when given a compliment about the organized and neat state of her home always denied that it was so. She kept very little, displayed very little - I don't think I ever saw one of my pictures on the fridge, come to think of it.
But my house is pretty much nothing like hers. One room for hospitality. The rest for chaos.
Wow - I love that they encouraged touching! I've always thought art should integrate as many of the senses as possible. Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteWhat a fabulous wall! That really says, so much has happened here!
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