Fun With Colors

When I have been away from painting for a few days, I usually pull out a 'failed' painting and mess with it before I feel confident again to plunge into new work. The still life with the potted plant and a stuffed toy cat is one of those. It started out as a watercolor and and got reworked with color pencils. The painting had been out of sight for many years and since I couldn't remember much of the set up, decided to just play with colors. I see a lot of problems with piece but had fun anyway as I experimented. And I don't know why the background photographed as shades of blue and orange!

Here is a part of a poem by Antonio Machado that seems to fit my aspirations.

Last night as I was sleeping

I dreamt - marvelous error! -

that I had a beehive

here inside my heart.

And the golden bees

were making white combs

and sweet honey

from my old failures.

Still Life watercolor with color pencils 12x9"

Hurry up and Wait

I am finally getting a little bolder about opening my sketch book and recording a few things (as discretely as possible) while I wait at various places. We did a lot of 'hurry up and wait' at the different airports on our recent trip to India and this time I kept my sketch book handy. But, I discovered that I need to learn to 'speed sketch' so that I may quickly capture people on paper as they don't stay still long enough for my skill level! Of course, I pretend to be thinking and writing in a journal as I try hard not to appear to stare at anyone. So, I only used an ink pen to draw and that also meant I couldn't erase and had to live with any and all lines that I put down.

As I keep a sketch book more regularly and diligently, I am trying to decide if I want to record ideas and not worry about how my drawings look like or work on renderings that are presentable. I have been spending a lot of time browsing Urban sketchers looking at how artists around the world do it.

Or, I should just get over myself, not worry about the end result and enjoy the process.

Cycle of Life

"The body is mortal, but he who dwells in the body is said to be immortal and immeasurable"

The Bhagavad Gita 2-18

The above photograph shows the rice balls offered as 'pinda' to my father-in-law who died the day after christmas, and to all the ancestors who passed on before him as we celebrated his remarkable 95 years of life. All the ceremonies emphasized our connection to the elements and to all of nature and once again reminded us the underlying unity of all.

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Season's Greetings!

And Best wishes for the coming year!!!

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Needles and Brushes

When I first started painting I was still an avid needlewoman - sewing, knitting, crocheting and embroidering something or other all the time. So it was only natural that my pincushion came to be captured on paper in watercolors! It doesn't get much use these days but I still have a bag of knitting that I drag around everywhere, and I always stop to admire beautifully crafted and embroidered works of all kind. I also have closets full of materials, yarns and books on needle arts. Recently I purchased a book that combined my two interests: "In Praise of The Needlewoman, Embroiders, Knitters, Lacemakers and Weavers in Art" by Gail Carolyn Sirna. The book has in one place works of artists like Vermeer, Chardin, Velasquez, Monet, Mary Cassatt, Berthe Morisot, Renoir, Dali and others who have 'sought to capture the needlewoman's quiet concentration and artistic endeavor.'

Here is a touching poem by Hazel Hall :

All the tired women

Who sewed their lives away,

speak in my deft fingers

As I sew today.

Handy Helpers watercolors, 15x15"

Paradise Again

Bird of Paradise, is painted in watercolor (9x12") on Fredrix Watercolor canvas. I first painted and exhibited it more than 2 years ago. The paint sits on canvas and the watercolor washes can be lifted very easily with a moist brush. Since I had not sealed the painting, the past few days I have been playing with it all over again, lifting and adding paints and making changes. When I started this post, I thought I was done with it, but who knows!!!

Gladiolus: Strength of Character

The past few times I was at a particular store, I have been tempted to buy a package or two of bulbs that promise beautiful crops of Gladioli in spring and summer. We planted them a few years ago, but the rabbits loved them so much and munched on the tender shoots that hardly a bloom got a chance to show off its beauty. I would like to try again but am not sure I care to supply those rabbits with expensive gourmet treats!!!

The bulb packages reminded me of the painting above that I did some time ago as a still life exercise that called for quick contour sketch with a pen and literally splashing some paint on. It was great way to just get down to draw and paint and leave hesitation and indecisiveness aside.

And below is a poem "Gladiolus: Strength of Character " by Emily Dickinson who as a gardener knew her flowers well.

We never know how high we are

until we are asked to rise

and then if are true to plan

our statures touch the skies --

The heroism we recite

would be a common thing

Did not ourselves the cubits warp

for fear to be king.

Art and Life

Yesterday started out as a foggy morning in Chicago and I captured the skyline as I walked to the Art Institute of Chicago. I spent most of the day wandering through their collection of Indian Art, before venturing to check out the new "Modern Wing" building and art work there. The contrast in the individual works in the two sections had me musing about 'art' in general, and about creativity, skill, aesthetics, and emotions. Definition and evaluation of art is definitely neither easy nor clear cut!

I am always in awe of the skill, talent, beauty and spirituality expressed in the sculptures from ancient India and yesterday was no different. Its interesting that the oldest part of this current museum complex was opened in 1893 in conjunction with the World's Columbian Exposition, to host the World's Congress of Religions. A century later, Swami Vivekananda's inspirational speeches during that conference on tolerance and universal acceptance are still very relevant.

I also enjoyed Caravaggio's stunning painting Supper at Emmaus on loan from National Gallery of London. The special exhibit Apostles of Beauty: Arts and Crafts from Britain to Chicago had innovative designs of Morris, Ashbee, Strickley, Wright and others and was fun to see. In the modern wing, I admired the impressive collection of art by Dali, Kandinsky, Matisse, Miro, O'keef and Picasso. I left feeling humbled but inspired and determined to continue my meager attempts at creating my kind of art!

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Flower Power

It has been a week now since the storm raged through our area. We saw some flooding on the roadways, experienced power outage and no phone connection for over 24 hours, and now are left to deal with lots of debris in the yard. Thankfully we did not have to contend with much damage to the property or life around here. Yesterday as I continued raking and picking up the yard, I was pleasantly surprised to see clusters of clover blooming and a few dandelions sprinkled around the lawn. We still have some clearing to do but as the annual Thanksgiving holidays approach, I am reminded of all that I am grateful for.

I still have not managed to get any painting or sketching done in the past few days and am dipping into my dwindling collection of finished paintings! The Bouquet in watercolors was done with no sketching and from a still life set up. I really enjoyed painting the flowers impulsively.

The Bouquet watercolor 11x5"

Amazing Beauty

Its barely four in the afternoon but its dark and stormy outside. We are bracing for a sever nor'easter here. Weather.com says a nor'easter is winter's most ferocious storm and Wikipedia calls it a macro-scale storm . True to its description we are already experiencing coastal flooding, high surfs, hurricane force winds and lots of rain! The movie "The Perfect Storm" was based on a true story of a swordfishing boat Andrea Gail that was caught in one in October 1991 -based on a book by the same title by Sebastian Junger. We are hoping and praying for minimal damage and flooding as the storm passes by this area in the next two days.

I took the above photograph couple of months ago as the sun was going down by the beach. The same scene today in sharp contrast is violent and stormy. And yet, its truly amazing that there is still so much beauty in mother nature's fury!

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