Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Once I had a dream unlike any experienced before. It left such an impression on me, I noted the date in my journal. I was living in an artist colony. There was exquisite light and beautiful colors surrounding me. Inspiration flowed in and amongst all the artists. We seem to feed and relate to one another in such a peaceful way. The date was February 18, 2007. I awoke with such a peaceful happiness...the feeling stayed with me a long while. It was at this time I began to realize I would never be happy unless I could fully dedicate myself to my work. I joined art societies always watching other artists demo their skills. I attended shows to view the works being accepted. I spent hours pouring over what seemed to sell, always tracking my costs...trying to whittle down the time it took to create. In essence, I gained skill and knowledge, but lost my art. Art painted from the heart and soul. Art that tells a story. Art without boundaries. Art painted for the pure JOY!
This year in February, I viewed an old photograph captured by John Thomson sometime between 1868 thru 1872 while in China. It was an old temple in ruins. Something about that photo spoke to me and brought back the dream I had experienced so vividly. I simply had to capture my dream. This is mixed media using watercolors, fluid acrylics and ink. It is painted on 300# 12"x6" Arches Paper. There were lush gardens and koi ponds in my vision. I have made the temple my own and left it floating above the natural realm. It takes me back to a journey...a place where the possibilities await my touch.
Many of you know I have struggled to find my voice of late. My path had become muddy. This will remain with me as a reminder to stay true to my inspiration. May Peace be with you.