Showing posts with label words. Show all posts
Showing posts with label words. Show all posts

Saturday, 11 September 2010

Explosion


Explosion


This is a piece of artwork that is one of three. I used it on my other blog this morning because I was doing my best to speak about how words can be so good and yet they can do so much damage if we use them without meaning.

Even worse if we only use words and that is all, if the words have no actions attached to them they are meaningless. Just an explosion of nothing.

I painted this a another two during a period when I was thinking deeply about where I was going in life, what was I doing with life.

I am at a loss in life at present in terms of my art. I have not got a clue where it is going. I am hanging in here because I have met so many people in here who are supportive.

But today I was concerned that my words like my art was become just that an explosion of words and no more.

I feel so at a loss that a fellow blogger is in real need and I have only words.

So I give you today just a few words and my explosion.

Have a good day.

This blog is linked to my other. Just Before You Tell Me

Tuesday, 7 September 2010

Calm Along The Coastal Path.


Calm Along The Coastal Path.


As you all know, and are probably tired of hearing, I am a runner. Now let me clarify that, I used to be a runner, and now I am a jogger who likes to tell himself he is a runner. What is the difference? The difference lies in the quality of running. A runner will complete a mile in 7 minutes or under, a jogger will take more than 7 minutes and a walker will normally take 15 minutes to cover a mile. I just try so hard in the mornings to be a runner but end up a jogger, glad I am not seen as a walker.

I say all of this because I realise that I have a big fault line running through my life. It was put there when I was a child. I was always told that I could do better. I heard it so often I now tell it to myself. I am doing it now as an “artist” or “painter”.

I always want to be like all those blogging friends who paint such marvellous works of art. The reality is, I have never had a lesson, I started only a few years ago. The big one of course is what you all so kindly let me know. I have painted some pictures and paintings that others have liked and more importantly I have liked.

You are all correct when you tell me to stop torturing myself and relax and enjoy. I promise you I am going to do just that.

This painting was painted to fill a space above a bar in a local hotel. It was painted on two canvases. They had to be narrow yet long. They were painted using acrylic.

I painted them so easily depicting what I had seen on one of my morning runs. Calm and relaxed sea the sun not yet out but winking its presence.

The painting was hung and fitted well. A customer fell in love with it and pleaded with the owner to allow her to purchase it. He eventually allowed her to. I have never got round to filling that place above the bar.

I hope this blog makes some sense to you. It is linked to my other where I am talking really about getting some perspective into our lives. To live life as it is.

This blog is linked to my other. What Was All That About?

Saturday, 4 September 2010

Be Still


Be Still


It was good to hear again from my friend Missy who purchased yesterdays art. She also at the same time bought this one. Yesterday she and her secretary read the blog about her painting and said that it gave them some pleasure. I have therefore today added the second of her paintings.

It does actually fit well with the theme of my other blog this morning. The power of words, to cause hurt or healing, to bring joy or sadness. Art also has this amazing power, to say so much without the use of words at all.

This painting tries to capture in an abstract way the sense of power in waves and nature. It also talks about the struggle we have to find inner peace. Many have commented to me about this painting and its title, “Be Still”. For that reason I will say no more about what I was trying to say in it.

I was painted large and on canvas using acrylic.

I know it continues to bring some joy to my friend and for that I am grateful.

If we can say a small thing to uplift another or paint a picture that gives others a joy, we have succeeded.

This blog is linked to my other.  What Was That You Said?