This one, for whatever reason, has beens such a struggle for me. I have painted over it so many times. I think I have been trying to paint something that would sell, or paint something that others would like…whenever I do this I always fail, good never really comes from trying to please others, forsaking who you are. Ben Quilty recently posted a video where he said the beginnings of art should be hidden, you should never show anyone else, as you may be influenced by their positivity or negativity towards your work, forsaking what it would have been had you not heard their comments. What brilliant advice. I wonder how often the choices I make in my life, generally, are subtly influenced but the positive and negative feedback, I get from those around me. I wonder how much more at peace I would be if I was able to contain myself, until my form was strong enough to withstand the judgement of the world around me….
Apologies for the extreme colours, but this is how I am dealing with all that is happening. Hope… a fresh start, a new beginning, spring to come…lessons to be learnt, patience to be developed, perseverance, resilience, family, connection, change…
I painted this painting while sobbing. I wasn’t feeling the best, hadn’t slept, was aching for my son and I knew I needed to paint. I went to the backyard with a box full of paints that I had grabbed and started to throw them on the canvas. As I cried, I cried out to God. It has been a painful time as I have continued to paint this, and to continue to cry out to God for wisdom. I was reminded of the bible verse 1 King 19:11-13, where God asked Elijah to stand on a mountain where He would pass by and there was a great wind, which tore everything apart and God was not in that, and a great earthquake and God was not in that, and a great fire, but he was in none of these. Then came a gentle whisper… God has come to me in a gentle whisper: I just need to wait on Him, trusting Him in all circumstances and He will provide what I need and what my kids need.
I was terrified to share this painting because it is me, in paint. It was pure joy to paint this piece. This is one of a series of splatter art works, abstractish pieces that I have done, where I start by literally throwing paint on a canvas, and then I make something from it. It also has a lot more to it than some may see. It is kind of like a parable, it will only really make sense to the one who attends to it closely and the more they pay attention the more they will discover. It has hidden things amongst it.
Life has been getting in the way of art, but I have been still desperate and longing to create. So I tried something different. I love the flow and organic nature of ink and water. I love how it changes over time, with water and as it dries. I love the shapes it creates. I really enjoyed giving abstract a go also. It is actually almost harder for me than realistic art. Did it work or not…you be the judge. This painting would look great, framed in a series, with others in this series.
26 x 38cm Ink and Acrylic on Paper Requires framing
Life has been getting in the way of art, but I have been still desperate and longing to create. So I tried something different. I love the flow and organic nature of ink and water. I love how it changes over time, with water and as it dries. I love the shapes it creates. I really enjoyed giving abstract a go also. It is actually almost harder for me than realistic art. Did it work or not…you be the judge. This painting would be beautiful framed with others in the Ink Study range. Spread across the wall of a hall, or a long room.
Ink and acrylic on paper 26 x 38 cm Requires framing