I'm working away at my new Yellow and Blue and it's beginning to look like something. However, there's a lot of sepia--it's funny how a drawing seems to have a life of it's own and dictates to me what it wants, in spite of what I want. Does that make sense?
I just finished a picture all in shades of red and pink--it makes me happy just to look at it. Now I'm starting something totally different--well, a different pallet anyway. Now I'm all yellow and blue--like Monet's dining room. Here's the hard part. I start out with an idea-complete and perfect in my head, but on the paper it's just a few pencil marks and pen scratchings. It's kind of like a newly hatched chick--we know it will become a thing of beauty, but at the moment it's kind of yucky. I just have to keep at it.
I'm almost there! Thank you to everyone who's heard me talk about this for the last year for your patience!
I once got a fortune cookie that said, “ Art is the Answer.”
And didn’t Steven Sondheim write a song called Children and Art? That about sums it up for my life, especially when I remember that I’m married to ARThur. Another quote -- “Art is the opportunity for profound pleasure, stimulating discovery and energized spirit. The journey it offers is made by looking, feeling and thinking.”
My website is ready for you to visit. I hope you’ll take a look and see what I’ve been up to. Much of my work is now available as greeting cards. If you’ve enjoyed my calendars over the past years, you can now order them with your own list of birthdays!
John Ruskin said: “Color was made for the perpetual comfort and delight of the human heart.” I agree. Years ago many New York women were wearing bright purple puffy down coats with bright red cuffs. Every time I saw that purple and red on a dreary winter day I felt so great that I almost bought one for myself--they were expensive and not slimming--but I realized, luckily before I took out my charge card, that the lift I got from seeing that gorgeous color was all I needed. The color was the whole point of those coats for me.
When my brotherʼs third daughter was born I thought, “This man needs something pink.” The nice woman on the phone at Land's End assured me that a womanʼs size large extra long turtle neck would fit a slim six-foot man nicely. It was a beautiful shade of pink but did he appreciate it? Honestly, youʼd think Iʼd asked him to put on high heels and lipstick! What is it about men and pink? If you ask me, next to a tuxedo, thereʼs nothing as flattering to a man as a crisp pink oxford shirt. I once gave my husband a pink shetland sweater and every time he got a compliment on it, and there were many, many times, heʼd say, “Takes a hell of a man to wear this color!” Wouldnʼt they be surprised to know that pink was once the color for baby boys, because itʼs the pastel of red, that most aggressive and belligerent of colors, and blue is the color of the virgin Mary!