Friday, August 31, 2012

preview


This is a picture of me working on the final draft (then book) of "Lotye & Lady Moon" 
Which by the by will be up for auction at this event.

Monday, August 27, 2012

"...an artist..." (in the inbetween)

(part of a series see "...a girl..."

Well dear blog, this evening I fully meant to write a stellar post about being an artist, maybe mention all it's joys and hardships. But instead I spent time with family, put away laundry, sent some vocational emails, caught my calender up to date (my paper calender, one that one must write in for it to know what you are thinking) and responded to a birthday invitation.  All the while my neat pile of art supplies sat quietly lurking, waiting for their moment of mention. Maybe I would scan in a few drawings, maybe I would tell you why I love color so much but find myself using charcoal. Maybe I would take a tangent and tell you this city will be won or lost in the arts. And explain what a need we have for selfless artist.  I could tell you of the podcast that have helped put words to my heart, the men who have given me the freedom to not bother with questions (let alone answers) and let me wonder. I could share bits from a book where I was challenged in my selfishness. Life isn't about us (news flash) but more about the life that God wants to work through us. It's then that we can delight..... I could share links of art festivals that are happening soon. Or a friends efforts to breath life back into tradition. I could share about a non profit a friend started, just so kids would have a chance to experience the joy of creating.  There are blogs and tumblers (click refresh 4x)of friends and strangers that are daily an inspiration to me.

Somewhere in the post I'd have to say, it doesn't matter what your form is, being an artist (in my book) is a way of life, it's a way of looking at the world. It is to live with a constant longing, a pull as if by the moon, to see and show the world as it was meant to be.