Posts Tagged ‘acrylic paint’

Still Questioning…

Tuesday, November 8th, 2011

“Question everything. Every stripe, every star, every word spoken. Everything.” – Ernest Gaines

I remember as a child, being asked to stop talking in class, a few minutes later, when the teacher turned away from the board, she asked me, “Are you still talking?” I remember looking at her perplexed and then replied, “Yes, because you’re asking me a question, and I need to talk to answer you.” Hmmm…I was sent home with a note from school that day! :)

(Image:  ©2011 Indigene – Title: “Dream Sequence 11“)

We are told to question everything, yet we are sometimes ostracized as being too inquisitive, attention-wanting, time-suckers, with a rolling of eyes, etc. There were times in my life when I didn’t want to ask the question, but I needed to know why I’m asked to do things without reason or question. It’s my way of making sense of the world. I know that there are some questions that cannot be answered, but the search for the answer is a response to a life worth living.

Silence is great for meditation, but not as a response to life. Art making for me is answering a call/question from within me. I do this to explore every stripe, star and to make a mark as an answer or to question my spirit’s leanings.

If you are from the 50+ age crowd, you may have had to curb your questioning as a child, because it was better to be seen and not heard, back then! Can you imagine?

How do you respond to questions? As an adult are you embarrassed to ask questions? Do you fear the answers? Do you fear asking questions?

I love hearing from you.

In peace to you and yours.

Faces, Places & Things

Tuesday, September 20th, 2011

(“Dream Sequence-13″- 3″x 7″ – Mixed Media/paper)

You ever wake-up in the morning and  feel like you’ve just come back from an exciting place? Or know that your dream had some  significant meaning, and you try to hold on to it, to remember it, before it fades away?

I do that often, in my dreaming and at times, in my conscious life. Dreams are especially hard to hold onto, with its colors or lack of color, feelings, sense of place, things and sometimes people. Which is why I keep a pad and pencil, on my night stand, to capture all the symbolism of  my dreams.

I think, that’s why I’m mesmerized by faces, places and things.

I find faces mesmerizing, they stay with me long after the person has left my vision scope. I’ve been accused of staring, but it’s because I’m putting that face into memory and the face has fascinated me in some way. Be it, the eyes, or that little space between the nose and the mouth, or their eyebrows.

I feel that way about places, too! When I travel, I feel the pulse of a place as it attaches itself to all my senses, it can be the food, the sounds, the scene, or the meeting of new people. A place has history and stories and my senses try to get a sense of it or add my own unique slant to it.

I have a fascination with things, also, since I’m used to be that  kid, who would come home with beautiful rocks, I may have found, or a brilliant color button, strings and that old fashioned key (I’m that adult that still puts found things in my pocket). These are things, I can pick up later and in that  instant, I’m back to that moment that I found that thing!

I am mesmerized by people, places and things…or maybe it’s just as my grandmother used to say, “Life, baby, it’s just life.”

What has you mesmerized, today? Is it just for today or are you always mesmerized by that person, place or thing?

I’m listening…

In peace, to you and yours.


Midsummer Nights of Mind Body & Spirit

Sunday, June 26th, 2011

I am in the middle of a summer night’s dream, of the mind, body and spirit. I am trying to wrap my mind around the concept of the spirit leaving the body.

It’s not something that I can articulate well at this point, and maybe I never will.

(“Mind Body & Spirit” – Mixed Media/Paper)

My sweet little sister, Renee is in hospice, that is really all I can say now. My dreams are filled with surrender, an outpouring of love and a deep hole of sadness. So on these midsummer nights, I try to understand, believe and sustain faith. May the God you believe in, give you the peace of mind, that can surround the body, so that the soul may be released. Blessings to you and yours.

Shadow of Her Former Self

Saturday, June 4th, 2011

Soaking up this beautiful weather, communing with nature, chatting with friends, loving family, laughing, being shamelessly silly and truly understanding how life is so precious, always puts me in a pondering mode.

(Work In Progress- April 25, 2011-SEE COMPLETED PAINTING BELOW)

I’m currently pondering on…

Creating starts  with shadows, some darker than others, with more and more substance added and once the shadows have become a thing of substance, color invades it from all angles.

Like our earth.

Maybe that’s really the big bang theory, or is it what God created from the shadows, what is now our earth; no matter what you believe,  something started it off.

Is that what it will take to save the earth from the onslaught of humankind’s continual draining of her resources? An intervention is inevitable. She is a shadow of her former self…Save her…save us.

(COMPLETED WORK)

Saving Me, Saves Us

(24″ x 18″ – Mixed Media/Paper)

Enjoy what has been given freely…the earth.

Peace to you and yours.

Swarming with Dreams

Friday, February 25th, 2011

It has been a long week full of exciting things, that I will reveal in time. It has also been a week of taking care of the daily things in the routine of life; you know the stuff, that you do, but you really rather be doing something fun.  Oh well, there is always dreams…

So after dreaming about birds again last night, lots of birds, lots of birds flying, the whole dream in blue, I decided to post my dream sequence  image of swarming birds…:)

Sometimes dreams help solve problems or give answers that exist or are needed in the conscious world, but sometimes dreams are just crazy nonsensical dreams.

But, how do you tell?  I’m open to answers.

After my week, I think it’s probably the universe, playing its own kind of game, (see image below) watching us, running through our lives, not doing what truly matters.

Be still, be alert and always present.

Peace.

Iconic Dread – Layering Process

Monday, February 21st, 2011

As part of my “Dread” Series, I’ve created another painting which has an iconic presence. Icons in general culture  is more like a  symbol — for example, a name, face, picture, or even a person readily recognized as having some well-known significance or embodying certain qualities or maybe that represents something  of greater significance, usually associated with religious, cultural, political, or economic standing.

The painting began as a graphite drawing, layered with color, then layered with more color…again and again! The whole process of creating is a layered project, which begins as an idea sparked from a creative well from my mind, soul or spirit.

This weekend, it’s dreads, presence and color. What iconic presence resonates with you?  In peace.



Creative Flow – Clean & Dust

Saturday, January 22nd, 2011

While doing some cleaning and dusting, I came across a bag of pretty autumn leaves. I love the colors of autumn. I remember taking these leaves from a beautiful tree. So of course I stopped cleaning and looked for the photos of the tree it came from.

I’m one of those people that look at trees and always see people or some sort of magical creature, so I usually stop and snap a photo, since it’s usually on the road and I don’t get a chance to sketch and explore it until I get home. I find trees fascinating.  Here’s a reference photo:

Well, to make a long story short, I never finished the dusting (the cleaning is ongoing)!  My creative flow took over and I spent the next few days working on this image. Here she is, a dryad, a tree spirit,  I’ve named her “Autumn Leaves”.  Autumn is a part of the “Goddess Series”.

January is an ideal month for getting your office together, since it is after the holidays and everyone seems to be in recovery mode. It also helps that it is (7) seven degrees Fahrenheit outdoors! My creative flow is up 1000%.

Perfect hot chocolate weather, that’s where I am, indoors, warm, snugly, creating and happy!

Define your happiness today.  Always in peace.

Dipping Into Color!

Saturday, April 3rd, 2010

After some surgery, I’ve been at home resting and looking out of my living room window. I happened to see a cardinal eating from the bird feeder in my neighbor’s yard. I always see cardinals as the seasons changed, and they always whisk me to another dreamy zone. I am captivated by their color and songs. I love cardinals and hummingbirds, they continually rescue me from the mundane and add a natural sparkle to my surroundings.

I dipped into some of the work I’ve done in the last couple of weeks, and this little darling came to the rescue! Color enriches life and this Cardinal Goddess has given way to spring time happiness! Just what a girl needs to perk her up!

Dip into and Enjoy the Spring, it’s finally here and in color!

Always in peace.

(Note: I removed the actual Cardinal Goddess picture, because it may have been infected with malware, and Google reported indigeneart as suspicious; the site is currently under review for the warning to be removed, and I will re-upload the image at a later time.  Thanks for all the comments!)

Night Pacings…Putting Myself Out There…Revelatory

Sunday, December 6th, 2009

I am sleeping badly. My mind and body feels tired, but as soon as I lie down, my mind becomes alert, goes into overdrive and over-active. I paced the floor or I read until the early hours of the morning, then I finally fall asleep.

My norm is hyper-sensitive, anxious and quick to become annoyed. My voice trembles, not from anger, but from passion. about what I believe in. When I was younger, people thought, it was nervousness or some type of rage; my inner tensions were so great, I had debilitating migraine headaches. After intense mental, emotional and spiritual therapy, the end result is and was that I need art to be a part of my daily life, no matter what!

It is when I’m actually making art, which includes the doodling, the scribbling, random notes to myself, research, reference-taking photos and finally putting the materials together for some unknown art project, I feel like relief, normal, calm and pleasant to be around. The world then feels right for me.

When I am not making art, (either by trying to avoid it, because I’m not sure what I’m going to do next – or because I have to put that art on hold because I’m trying to care for my family and others, (at the risk of forsaking myself), I return to that state of uneasiness and depression. This state becomes even more intensified, when external things are happening, outside of my control, such as the cancer running rampant in my loved ones.

Maybe my sleeplessness has something to do with trying to stop these things from coming out in my artwork, revealing myself. I am going to have to just let it all out. Otherwise, I’ll only tear myself up inside. Maybe that’s what these revelatory ramblings are about…“entanglement“, now maybe peace and sleep can come, it’s morning.

Drift – IF

Friday, June 19th, 2009

When I think of the word “drift” I automatically think of walking aimlessly, trying to find a place to call home. I guess that’s what a “drifter” is. But it’s not a word I hear often, but when I do, it has a sinister connotation to it.

But, I choose not to claim the word drifter as negative, in my romantic mind, a drifter is someone destine to walk finding solace in the walk and having no place that calls them home. Home is where they are at the time they are drifting through.

Let your feet, heart and mind drift, it’s call peace.