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The wall sculpture I used for inspiration is actually quite different from the ones I have listed on Etsy and Artfire right now. I painted the glass in a transparent way and put a bulb behind it so it’s actually a light. There are hidden images of angels all over it. I did several styles of these wall sculpture lights, not quite sure why I stopped doing them because they’re really pretty cool and unique. My daughter has this hanging in her apartment.
Desperate for a break from the whole end of the world, worst case scenario mentality, I found a couple of videos to lift the vibe a little.
Yesterday I was feeling kind of rebellious and my post was a little on the….shall we say…..unprofessional side. I’ve never been known for having great timing, and of course I would have to choose the same day that Etsy artist Sybillinart featured my third chakra painting “Fearless” on her blog which sent some people my way, and what do they see? A monkey sticking a finger in his butt, smelling it and falling over backwards from the horrifying stench. (Good Gawd, my timing is horrible, still, though, that video is so hilarious…..heheeeee!)
Anyway, I’m sorry Sybillinart for that unfortunate timing and I’ll make up for it today.
Sybillinart is a decoupage artist on Etsy. She has something for everyone in her shop from pendants to boxes, cards to wall decor, vases, journals, you name it. She really made my day when she included my third chakra painting “Fearless” in an Etsy treasury within hours of me listing it on Etsy. Then she bought it which sent me into a wild spree of happiness, confirming to me that working on my chakra paintings is the right thing to do. Thank you for that Sybillinart!
I’m really honored that she did an Artist Feature about this painting on her blog Sybillin’ Art News. Go to her blog and check it out! http://sybillinartnews.blogspot.com/2011/03/artist-feature.html She even has a photo of it hanging on her wall right above her desk, which I thought was super cool.
For those who might be interested in the behind-the-scenes story concerning this painting, I did a couple of blog posts about it awhile back. The first post is called “Third Chakra Issues” and chronicles the intention behind the painting and the emotional debris that emerged as I was working on it.
The second post is called “Fearless: Third Chakra” and shows the progression and visual evolution that took place from the first and second chakra paintings to the third and my thoughts on the process.
In other news, I got my prints from http://www.adoramapix.com/ yesterday, and they were awesome! I had them printed on this metallic paper that has some kind of subtle pearlized metallic glow to it. The colors are deep and rich, they’re really beautiful. They’re small, though, 8″ x 10″, and I’m thinking I’d like some bigger ones, say 16″ x 20″. Maybe I should figure out what I’m going to do with them first….
I made and airbrushed a wooden frame for my first energy art creation that I printed on my own printer and gave it to Andi for her 21st birthday. She’s my biggest fan, so I thought it would be appropriate to give her the first of something new that I’m starting. I called it “The Beginning” and unbelievably forgot to get pictures of it. It turned out good and looks really nice hanging on a wall, though.
Here’s a picture of it without the frame, (the frame or maybe more appropriately the wood mat was 3″ wide on all sides, 1/4″ thick and painted with a gradation of turquoise and aqua to deep blue).
This is a warped out digital abstraction taken from a photo of my orange second chakra painting. I’ve decided I like it after a period of Yes? No? Yes? No? Ok ….yes. Sometimes I’ll look at something I’ve created. and I’ll like it for a minute, or maybe even for a few hours but then it’s like my brain twists around, my eyes flip out and I’ll start to hate it. The creative mind is a strange one. Below is a slightly different darker version. I like it too, in some ways, even better than the one above.
What really sucks is when I like something I’ve made and declared “I’m finished! Me likey”, then days or even weeks later, I look at it and say “Ewwwwwwww, I…… hate it!!!!!”. This is usually accompanied by my usual eye rolling, groaning, throwing my hands in the air, spinning around with copious amounts of hair tossing and acting generally overly dramatic.
Eventually I’ll resign myself to the fact that what’s done is done. From that point on, though, I’ll cast the occasional sideways glance at the offending piece (never a full frontal gaze ever again) with a look on my face that probably looked like the face I made yesterday when the bartender accidentally gave me a drink with grapefruit juice in it. (Eeee-yuck…that’s some sour sh#t, grrr-ossss.).
I survived my hour at the bar with Andi, by the way. She ordered for both of us like some kind of pro…..(what the…..?) It wasn’t too horribly painful, however, one drink and I promptly forgot my coat at the bar and almost forgot my purse at her friend’s house. Me no likey the alkee-hol….. I’m spacey enough as it is.
She was in a hurry to get back to Fayetteville so she could meet her friends for dinner, but I forced her to stay and have some cake. I could have sworn we had candles but the only one I could find was a #7 candle which I found in the bottomless pit we call the junk drawer. I think it was from when she was 7 year old which would make it…what….14 years old? It looked like maybe a mouse had chewed part of the bottom off of it, but I pretended not to see that. I brushed it off a little, stuck it in her cake deep enough to hide the chewed off end, told her to make a wish and blow it out.
I wonder if she wished for a normal mother? lol
Have a good one!
Today is my daughter Andi’s 21st birthday. Good……….GAWD!!!!!!!!! Am I freaking out? YEESSSS!!!! She’s an adult now, I tell myself, but dangit, that doesn’t mean that I have to treat her like an adult (said with great defiance). Or does it…. (said with a moan superimposed with a whine). Craaaapp.
I suppose I’ll have to face the music when we go out this afternoon and I buy her a drink…..in a bar…….and watch her drink it……. (Oh, I had a stomach heaving moment there.) As I stare into space with a daydreamy look on my face, I think “Maybe it would help if I drank a few shots of whatever liquor they serve these days to dull this disturbing moment.” As the fantasy proceeds, I see myself being carried home in a drunken stupor mumbling “My daugher’s 21 and I’m old, my daughter’s 21 and I’m old…..”
Seriously though, without all my drama queen antics, I’m really proud of her. She’s way smarter than I was at her age. (Well, except in the area of handling money which again, I won’t go into the sordid details.) She works really hard and alot (she makes more money than I do, how disturbing is that?), supports herself, is bright and goes to college, works out all the time, has lots of friends, a good boyfriend (that I haven’t met yet), she’s got a good head on her shoulders and seems to learn her life lessons much faster than I ever did (except when it comes to money….ack!), she’s a talented artist and writer, she’s courageous and adventurous, she’s pretty and has loads of self respect and self confidence, she has integrity and knows right from wrong, she’s my biggest fan and I’m hers.
Awwwwwww, ok I feel better. Maybe I just needed to write it all down and see it in black and white to realize that I don’t have anything to worry about. After all, she’s most definitely smarter and more together than I was at her age and I turned out ok, (although there might be some debate about just how well I turned out. lol).
When I was her age, I was a……well……….I won’t go into the sordid details.
Warning: If you don’t like hilarity, Richard Simmons, Whose Line Is It Anyway, and possible risque content, view this video at your own risk. If you’re a LMAO kind of person and aren’t easily offended, this video is freakin’ hilarious! Some might find it to be in bad taste, but one person’s bad taste could be another person’s Dove Dark Chocolate, so who knows.
I had already written this entire blog post for today, had some really great stuff in it, too, and somehow it just…..disappeared! Frankly, I’m a little nervous about where it went, because I’ve had some “uh oh” moments already this morning.
First, in my clumsy attempts to upload a different video, a video that was much worse than this one in terms of inappropriateness, I accidentally posted it on the Etsy VAST team blog. Now as awesome as the VAST team is, that blog is mostly about two dimensional fine art. I can just imagine their shock and dismay if they were to wake up this morning, check out that blog and there’s a video of “the world’s drunkest guy” on there posted by none other than primalpainter! Good Gawd! Now that was a close one. I think I got it off of there, but I can’t help but wonder where that other post went…….
In my defense, I was going to title it “Just Say Noooooo” or put some other “Don’t be a Stupid Drunk” spin on it, but I decided that maybe it was too inappropriate even for this somewhat unserious blog. (Although I’ll probably show it to everyone who comes over today because it was hilarious!) I’m starting to become suspicious that I have junior high mentality……not that there’s anything wrong with that.
In other news, I ordered some prints of my altered art photos from adoramapix.com last night so that was exciting, although I have no idea how they’ll look as prints, or if the resolution is right, or the “whatever that is” is correct, or if “that thingy” is at the right setting, or blah blah blah blehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… Huh, I’m sensing an attitude of some sort…….
In a perfect world, I would learn new things by osmosis. All that technical jargon and understanding would just be painlessly absorbed into my head without any of the rolling of the eyes, pulling of the hair, banging of the head on the table, stomping around, locking myself in the bedroom to protect my loved ones from my horrible wrath, and last but not least, the gnashing of teeth. (Gnash, that’s a weird word, guh-nash)
It almost sounds like it’s Monday……
Have a good one,
I was thinking today about streams of consciousness and how that’s been part of my artistic evolution. A stream of consciousness, in my mind, is all about intuition, bypassing the brain, having a visualization that flows out through my hands with no interference from the meddling left brain.
I’ve been creating three dimensional sculptures from wood for the last three years, and frankly, I’m starting to find it confining. The stream of consciousness exists, it’s just halting and infused with left brain planning and thinking. It’s starting to feel like a real drag.
Well that’s just great. Everytime this happens, everything has to come to a grinding halt (including income) while I experiment with something new and exciting enough to hold my attention. It’s like I’m always looking for something, but what the heck am I looking for anyway?
I think I’m finally starting to get an idea about that after stumbling around in the dark for a few months….again. Don’t get me wrong, stumbling around in the dark can be fun for a minute (God knows I do it enough). The dark is kind of exciting and risque, until you walk face first into one too many closed doors.
The stream of consciousness work I’ve been doing with my photos in gimp is so fun.. It’s so infinite, and it’s very cool to see a visible evolution in the form of abstract imagery…….true stream of consciousness work in its visual form….. Energy Art. Too cool! (Except my hands don’t get dirty and my clothes don’t get covered with paint, which is super weird.)
Now, though, I’m getting hung up on how I’m going to incorporate this new imagery into my artwork. My first thought is to make prints of the new imagery and make a wood wall sculpture as a frame of sorts around the print. The thought of doing that doesn’t give me the tingle and the tingle is essential for my short attention span, but I’m probably going to do it anyway. (Did I just feel that heavy sigh and drop in energy? Pay attention Laurie).
I also thought of using the new imagery as a reference and then painting the design on a wall sculpture. Parts of that one catch my attention but not enough to trigger the fire. (Oh no, was that a grimace?) Acccckkkk!!! What…is…the…problem?
In contrast, the way I create in gimp is so natural and so flowing, it’s like the left brain gets totally bypassed somehow and it’s mostly right brain pure stream of consciousness stuff. I like that….alot. (except my hands aren’t dirty and my clothes aren’t covered with paint…..weird).
So, what to do, what to do……. Maybe I should just start on my fourth chakra painting. (Did I feel anything? A little tingle perhaps?)
Have an awesome day, my one or two readers!