three one : : a painting inspired by mati rose

One of my Christmas presents was a book token from my brother. I ask for them every year because books are my crack. My Amazon wish list is so long now it’s getting a bit silly.

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Anyway, one of the books I bought {thanks Ben!} was Mati Rose’s ‘Daring Adventures in Paint’.

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I heart it! Mati is a girl after my own heart with her love of the sea and all things nautical. I’ve loved her paintings for quite a while now, and while I don’t want to paint just like her {for all the obvious reasons}, I was intrigued to see how she pulls a painting together.

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I devoured the book in about an hour, then took it up to the studio to try out some of the painting ideas. These photos show the process.

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It was night time I’m afraid so the colours aren’t very true.

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Mati shows the process of a painting from start to finish, something I have done in my book actually but not in quite the same way. But I thought I’d challenge myself to follow along and see what happened.

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Not least because although I have a couple of paintings on the go at the moment, they are getting sticky and a bit of new energy is sometimes just what’s needed to get them going again.

 

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Mati’s approach is layered, like mine, so I was familiar with all the parts even if I hadn’t put them together in that way before. There was laying down colour in two opaque layers, using contrasting cool and warm colours. I started with orange and then a deep aqua blue {natch}.

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Then there were layers of brayering {orange and white}, using a squeegee {old credit card, pink}, dry brushing {white} and some vigorous sandpapering {as shown a couple of images up in front of the light}.

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Next, collage pieces.

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Then Mati did some silver leafing, but as I only have gold leaf and wanted to use silver in my painting, I made a fish stencil quickly from cardboard and used some pearly acrylic to make fish shapes.

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Then spray painting through a doily. I also changed my mind about the main fish shape and whited it out.

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Mati adds drawing into her piece using carbon paper. I leafed through some of my sketchbooks for inspiration, and in the end found it on my pinboard. See how I’ve made it nice and clear for you to see which image I chose. :)

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I’m not usually one for repeating images in all my paintings {apart from circles, but that’s like breathing}, but I do like doing these stylised feathers. I used my actual feather cut to a point and Quink to draw the shapes, and painted them in acrylics.

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Mati did a couple of things to hers that I didn’t do, like getting someone else to collaborate, and adding in a personal reference from a childhood photo. I was happy with the painting by this point, although I left it overnight to be super sure, and then signed it this morning. Boom. Done.

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I called it Three One, partly because of the three feathers and the ‘one’, and also because I’ve been thinking about the Trinity a lot lately, so it seemed fitting.

Only ten days {and oh how I’m counting!} til I have the internet installed at home and no longer have to sit outside Jeanne’s house in my car writing blog posts and checking email! Yay.

new new new

“New” alert!

I am abounding with newness. Specifically: I went up to the studio the other morning, having made myself a promise that I will spend at least a part of every day up there, and was painting for about 7 hours! That’s, like, almost a day’s work! Ha.

It occurred to me {rather late in the proceedings, as the most obvious things often do}, that if I am committed to this life path of working with spirit {which I am}, and if I want to make the focus of that helping others to find and explore their creativity {which I do}, then my actions really ought to be in alignment with my intentions, and that means spending most of my time in the studio ~ making art, having creative ideas and generally walking my talk.

It’s definitely easier here than at my last place, with the studio being on a different floor and dedicated solely to art.

And want to know what’s cool? Not only did I do a good seven hours, but even after I came back down to my ‘living quarters’ for the evening, I couldn’t stop being creative! I wrote poems, I made an envelope of joy, and I had so many ideas bouncing round my head I couldn’t sleep for ages!

Somewhere on a piece of paper I had written this down ~ that I wanted to be excited when I went to bed and excited when I woke up. I didn’t really think it through as being excited at bedtime is not exactly a recipe for a long peaceful sleep, but no matter; these things can be tweaked.

I’ve even had some initial interest in the Creative Spark Sessions after sending out an email to all and sundry announcing they’d arrived. The thing seems to be: act when inspired, otherwise wait for instructions.

Not a bad motto.

So as you can see this new painting is a reworking of an old one that just wasn’t going anywhere, although I was quite fond of it, and had one or two moments of mild panic that I’d just ruined something worth keeping.

As always, those moments passed though, especially once I’d started on the pencil sketching. And even more so once it was finished.

I used an old painting by an artist I don’t know {sorry, vague} as inspiration for the woman. I have no idea what she’s doing, although in the original she’s sitting down looking very demure.

The painting is now finished, complete with new style signature which I’m really loving, and is hanging in the living room awaiting a title {and a buyer, perhaps}.

Despite my desire to develop a more cohesive and recognisable style, this one looks nothing like the first one I did in the new studio. Apart from the ever present circles of course. Ah well, if you work intuitively you do as you’re told. ;)

experimenting with pale art *gesso alert*

Sometimes I can hardly bear how amazing technology is. It took me less than a minute to make this collage, and I completely love it!

a very exciting collage of photos

I also love the painting, which helps. I’m experimenting with paler colours. I had to push it back SO much with the gesso, it was quite an excercise in restraint! But look at those lovely textures!

One of my favourite sayings in the studio is ‘gesso is my friend’ {that’s a Tara original, you can totally tweet it, haha}, mainly because it REALLY IS. I used loads on this little painting, and I found that using the foam brush in a dabbing motion made it all nice and textured.

In case you’re wondering, I also used lace, some lineny fabric, a bit of dress pattern, and an EE pencil {didn’t even know I had that}.

a teeny tiny mixed media painting

moth

I started a painting a long time ago {as many of my posts begin}, and it was so pretty I then didn’t want to wreck it so didn’t touch it for months. You know how it goes.

Then, {as many of my posts often say next,} I just suddenly decided to finish it. Yay me.

You can kind of see below that it was made up of various squares of collaged paper, overlaid with pale washes of paint in soft pinks and blues, and a bit of Naples Yellow. {Always.}

I don’t have any photos of the first phase {lost in the mists of time}, but you can see what I did next. I had a stamping urge. {Ha ha, I just read that back and realised it sounds a bit like I just wanted to stamp my feet a bit.}

Also more colour, mainly purple and turquoise, a combo I rather love just now.

And because I’m still besotted with the moon ~ really will I ever not be? ~ I put her in too.

And a moth I’ve had for aaaaaaaaaaages, that I’ve been wanting to use but sort of saving for just the right piece. It was one of those ones where I’ve printed onto tissue paper {go here for how to do this; it’s so easy and really effective} and then just glue the image onto the painting, and lo! The tissue ‘disappears’ and the image is left.

You might like to call this cheating but round here baby, there ain’t no rules.

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30 x 30 x 4cm

let joy be unconfined

A very old friend of mine is getting married in a couple of weeks.

As is my wont, I decided the best gift I could give her and her new husband is not something off the wedding list, but a painting crafted by my own fair hands. {For ‘fair’, read ‘painty’.}

Enjoy the process…

The quote reads ‘On with the dance, let joy be unconfined’, some delicious words from Lord Byron.

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So.

Here’s another painting finished a few weeks ago, waiting for completion, then realising it IS complete. {There’s a life metaphor if ever I heard one.}

Yay.

My posts are a bit all or nothing lately. After all the upheaval and sad and all the not feeling good, and being scared, and things like that, there has been a series of unpredicted shifts. {Mind you if you know anything about astrology you would probably say they were TOTALLY predicted.}

There was, for example, an enormous row a few weeks ago, in the midst of which I realised that I am no longer afraid. Let me tell you, after 34 years of feeling fear and anxiety to some degree on a daily basis, having it drop away in one moment is something of a game changer.

I didn’t know I wasn’t scared any more until I said it out loud, and in that moment I knew it to be one of those Truths, and I felt I could hold the whole world, I had so much faith and courage.

If that sounds weird, it was. In the best way. So much so that I wanted to paint that feeling, and the images you see in this post are what came of it. It went through a couple of incarnations. At one point I thought there was going to be this amazing yellow woman kneeling with her arms stretched out in front of her and her hair all wild. {two images up}

But it wasn’t really happening so then I remembered some beautiful poppies I’d seen and photographed a few days previously. Yes, I thought, some vibrant red poppies.

Then I realised that I am not really a drawer of flowers {unless you’re after the ‘look what my three year old did’ look}, so back in with the gesso I went. But I kept the red. In a painting about fearlessness there should definitely be some red methinks.

And then I turned it and saw the figure.

And then in a very Goldilocks kind of way, I knew I’d found the image that felt juuuuuust right. :)

Some tweaking later…

{i will hold the world}

PS. I have since been reacquainted with Monsieur Fear and Madame Anxiety, but to a far lesser degree. I am assured that eventually I will live in a place where fear no longer rules my life or dictates my feelings or actions at all. Bring THAT on.

move

This puppy has been finished for a week or two, only I didn’t know it was finished til the other night. I just suddenly ‘realised’. Which is cool because I couldn’t work out what more it needed.

These progress shots don’t seem to start very early on, but it gives some idea of how it came together.

What’s also cool is it seems to be one of a building theme, which incorporates colour and figures in a slightly abstract way. I think it’s being heavily influenced by Nia actually; I’m still averaging three classes a week and it seems to impact my whole life. As my teacher says, ‘the wind blows everywhere.’ I think about dancing all the time!

It is hard to describe that internal ‘click’ I feel when I’ve added colour and lines intuitively for a while and then I SEE it, the image the painting wants to be. It’s kind of a buzz actually.

The colours in this one make my heart beat faster! I’m so happy with the figure, which just emerged on her own; I couldn’t have created that sense of a movement captured if I had painstakingly tried. It makes the paintings feel like they’re out of my control, which is both a relief and a bit frustrating at times.

Anyway, I’ve called this one ‘Move’ and it’ll be available in my shop shortly.

PS. Thank you so much for all the lovely supportive comments about the work I produced during my pen and ink class. It was really encouraging and is helping me keep the creative momentum going! xx

over and out

Hello my dears :)

Well, I didn’t finish the painting, needless to say. This is how I’m leaving it for now:

There was talk {in my head} of putting an enormous moon in front of the figure, which you can kind of see, but it started to look really contrived so I fuzzed it out a bit. I have an urge to put birds in there but I just don’t have time now to really focus on that. It’s all good; a break will help me to see it more clearly.

So! I’m off in two days! Wowser. Longest three weeks of my life waiting for this Thursday. Heaps to do but I’m totally on it. Here are a few pictures D has sent me {he’s already out there in case I didn’t make that clear!}; I’m so excited to be seeing it all for reals in three days!

The lush greenery and exotic flowers…

the monkeys…

the architecture…

little huts on the beach…

rice paddies…

it’s all so Eat, Pray, Love! hehe.

It is rainy season but apparently that just means sudden warm downpours and then blazing sunshine. I remember that from Mexico.  I’ll have two weeks in this tropical paradise and then a week in Malaysia on the way home. That’s if we actually want to come home…. ;)

God I’m so excited I could puke. No time for puking though, got Things To Do.

So, as D would say, see you on the flip side.

xxx

calling in the storm

Wowser. I have written about this painting here, here and also here! It’s had many lives.

It’s coming up for a year old and still remains unfinished! But in the spirit of my current favourite topic {after Bali :) } ~ the divine feminine ~ I figured I’d just carry on talking in this vein as this painting is now going in that direction.

The first thing I did the other night was whap some big blobs on it, and smear them about with my fingers. When I don’t know what the hell I’m going to do but want to paint, this is often a good way to start. It’s very non committal and can easily be covered if it isn’t pretty. Plus I like to layer up, it gives depth.

I bought some new colours recently, including Quinacridone Violet, Sap Green, Light Ultramarine Blue and Turquoise Phthalo, so I used this as an excuse to try them all out.

I wanted to keep the sea at the bottom ~ all that was left from previous incarnations of this canvas ~ but that was all I knew for sure.

I couldn’t tell you where the figure came from. I was thinking about that this morning; sometimes it feels like there’s a gap in time where things happen but I don’t really remember them clearly, as if I’d been drugged or hypnotised and only have a hazy recollection, if any.

So I remember the part where I was standing in front of the painting, brush in hand, and I remember the part where I stood back and saw the figure, but I don’t reeeeeally remember the part in between, where she appeared.

So this is where it’s at today. I really love it! It doesn’t feel finished, but I reckon not far off now…

I also know it’s called ‘Calling In The Storm’, because it appeared in my head while I was painting it. So good when the paintings name themselves!

tiny heart :: big love

I’ve always been what I suppose you might call a thoughtful gift giver. I don’t see the point of dashing to the shops at the last minute and buying something that’ll ‘do’; I’d rather give nothing at all.

I’m sure I’m preaching to the converted here, but I do know people for whom gift giving isn’t so much a joy and a process as it is a chore and a struggle. Each to their own, but that seems a shame to me.

There is so much joy in seeing someone’s face and knowing you totally nailed it. Obviously receiving is joyful too, and as my teacher would say ‘in truth giving and receiving are the same’, but I’ve always preferred the act of giving.

I nearly started a business a while back based around thoughtful gift giving. The intention was good but in practical terms it wouldn’t have worked, so I put the ideas I had into practice for my friends and family instead.

It’s not rocket science or anything. I just get a huge kick out of really thinking about a person and who they are, what they would love, what would make them feel ‘seen’, in modern parlance. And for the most part I’ve succeeded; people know me as ‘good at presents’.

Sometimes that means I make the gifts, sometimes I buy them, and I tend to pick things up throughout the year when I see them rather than waiting til a birthday or other event is coming up and freaking out in last minute panickness. In recent years I’ve really enjoyed putting together gift bags with several small things inside. An adult’s version of a stocking if you like!

So that’s what I’ve been doing over the last few weeks; slowly gathering small things here and there until I have a small pile of gifts for each person that say ‘I’ve thought about who you are and what you love and I created this to reflect that.’ {God, is it me or am I sounding incredibly worthy today!}

One of these things is a tiny heart painting I’ve done for my teacher’s bag; it’s very simple but I hope she’ll see the love that went into it. We had a conversation the other day about how she loves soft greens at the moment, and because all her teaching is fundamentally about love, of course there had to be a heart. So although it only measures 10 x 10cm, it’s bursting with significance!

Another thing I’ve learned from her is that we are not bound to keep the gifts we’re given. This is quite challenging in a way because if you spend time and effort thinking about what someone would love, you kind of feel they ‘ought’ to not only love it, but keep it forever and ever amen!

But by that rule you must also keep the gifts you don’t love too, and you know how crappy that can make you feel. So I give now knowing that the love and thought behind the gift are what will be absorbed and appreciated, and that the physical bunch of atoms that are the gift itself will end up wherever it most needs to be.