Resurrection

*coughs as the dust is stirred…*

It has been nearly 6 years since last I was here. I considered creating a new blog, to go along with the new “me”… but I decided not too. It’s all a part of this journey. While it has been long and harrowing at times, I have emerged on the other side of that with an entirely new outlook on life, love, happiness and our place in this vast Universe.

When I was a child, I was drawing doodles of fair maidens in my notebooks, or fashioning a stick horn to fit in the brow band of my little mare’s bridle. I have been a creative mind since the time I was young. These past 6 years have been about relearning who I am. And just as it has been tragic, it has also been so beautiful. The experiences within those years, have brought me back to being a child again. Only now, I am creating art with intent and a voice I have given myself permission to finally use.

…Yes, I even have a little mare that I am fashioning a horn for.

So it is with a great feeling of purpose that I move forward. I thank you for coming along with me

WIP

img_20181015_0045301The largest painting I’ve ever done, and the first after a near 10 yr hiatus from oils. I am SO excited to work on the others, my mind is literally brimming over with ideas. I’m also learning a lot of new techniques and experiments. Im still fishing for a title.

 

 

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Learning my new language

If you put a google search in for “sepia rose”, you will get 100 other images like this one I took today. This is actually a close crop of an experiment that I am not sure if I liked or not. When Im not sure I like something, I will edit the heck out of it for hours on end. In doing so, I learn not only the software better, but I begin to train my eye on what looks better or worse. This awareness translates directly into the lens I have found. What I don’t do? Look at other photos. Unless you spend time actively studying other photography, you can’t possibly build any appreciation for whats being done. If you have no appreciation, then how can you possibly learn to grow and expand. Art is, after all, about expansion. Isn’t that the heart of what we do? If something is created, doesn’t it also expand?

…I digress…

Even knowing that this photo is cliche as all get-out (…), I can’t help but like it. And I think what I love even more, is the fact that all I did to the photo, was crop, convert to grey scale and adjust the sepia. I wonder how this would look printed on salt paper. Or taken with wet collidion.

But its still cliche…

So now I puzzle, how do I take an emotional image of a rose, in monotone, that is not cliche? How do I use formal elements to create an image that no one has seen before. Something to make people stop and linger, and ponder over it. I want it to look like more than a piece of commercial art that you get on discount in Ross.

I end my thoughts this evening with this lovely tract