3/2/2013
This is the first time I have ever written an artist log. I have an art space
where I create and teach students named Isis
Art Studio. I will talk more about
the name down the road some. I give you
some thoughts now of my perceptions, and insights. I also give you my up and coming
ventures. Presently I am entering into a
Hyde collection competition that will be in Glens Falls, NY. I read a whole lot; I probably will put inspiring
quotes down as well as facts about artists. I believe I was born with the right
side of my brain (creative) more developed then the other, and so I learned to
be quiet, when little with my twin by my side. There was a whole litter, a
whole clan of us…all eight of us. I felt
buried most of the time. My twin was the
babble and I was the sponge. I spoke
long sentences after not speaking at all. My first language was Art, second
English. I grew up by the sea. I would
scare at the Long Island shore. I
absorbed the environment, was lost in sunsets and have always had a perpetual
longing to interpret what I saw and felt in a physical form via paint or
gardens or sculpture. My mother and her
mother dabbled with paints, resisting.
My father was a writer and photography.
Both put their passions away. I
have been taking classes for decades and majored in art and psychology in
college. I have had exhibitions of my art work, both group and solo, since I
was nine. I had three sons I call
masterpieces who are having their own ‘masterpieces’ now. My beginning life by the sea was always part
of my unconsciousness. For over four years I painted the sea in one form or
another. At the end of the obsession, I
painted just the waves without reference to anything around it. Later I entered into an almost six year
journey of the Way of the Cross, creating 15 traditional with contemporary
visions within each. I went through a
dormant time, almost a desert…thirsty but not knowing how long before the rains
fell…. “Nature does nothing uselessly.”~~`Aristotle Now I am just starting to
bloom with a new series of works called ‘Trees, Roots, and Fiddlehead Ferns.’
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