anonyrrie: August 2006

Friday, August 25, 2006

Inspire Me Thursday - Paints

I just did this painting yesterday for my pages in Daniel Davis' Journeys book, Engine. He asks each Journeys artist, "What is the 'Engine' that motivates you as an artist? What keeps you going? What drives you to create?"

I am driven by my need to create images that express and reflect the emotions my experiences and surroundings create within me. Whether art is in the form of words or pictures, it is an imageable translation of experience, sensation, perception, and emotion. Thus, I feel a certain kinship with the English Romantic poets, who, from the mid 18th century to the mid 19th century, derived much of their creative inspiration from Nature. Reacting against the precepts of order and control manifested in the dominance that science and industrialization had on humankind, the Romantics instead turned their outward gaze to Nature, and their inward eye to the spirit.

William Blake, considered to be the first great English Romantic poet, responded to the assualt of industrialization in the contrasting perceptions of society he depicted in his Songs of Innocence and Experience. He was followed by Samuel Taylor Coleridge and William Wordsworth, who moved beyond Edmund Burke's assertion that "terror is in all cases whatsoever . . . the ruling principle of the sublime," to depict Nature as a healing and spiritual force that could redeem the soul. The next generation of Romantic poets, George Gordon, Lord Byron; Percy Bysshe Shelley; and John Keats, continued the artistic process of finding one's individual poetic voice. Many of the ideas and ideals expressed by the English Romantics were later incorporated in the philosophies of the 19th century American Transcendentalists, notably Ralph Waldo Emerson and Henry David Thoreau, and in turn have contributed to the more contemporary "back to nature" movements.

Our world today is filled with many things that leave us as individuals feeling impotentent and fearful. Although it has been noted that the harder times are, the more creative and innovative art becomes, many people feel crushed by the overwhelming predominance of negativity. I believe it's necessary step away, become more sensitive to ordinary experiences, and find one's personal sublime as snapshots of the myriad moments that comprise our daily lives. There is always some beauty everywhere...

It was one of those days when it's a minute away from snowing and there's this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. And this bag was, like, dancing with me. Like a little kid begging me to play with it. For fifteen minutes. And that's the day I knew there was this entire life behind things... this incredibly benevolent force, that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever... it helps me remember... and I need to remember... Sometimes there's so much beauty in the world I feel like I can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in. - Ricky Fitts (Wes Bentley) in American Beauty

(acrylic on paper)

Sunday, August 20, 2006

Illustration Friday - Match

This that would greet -- an hour ago --
Is quaintest Distance -- now --
Had it a Guest from Paradise --
Nor glow, would it, nor bow --

Had it a notice from the Noon
Nor beam would it nor warm --
Match me the Silver Reticence --
Match me the Solid Calm --

-Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)

(acrylic on 18" x 24" gallery wrapped canvas)

Friday, August 11, 2006

Illustration Friday - Play

I bet with every Wind that blew
Till Nature in chagrin
Employed a Fact to visit me
And scuttle my Balloon --

- Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)

These are the pages I did for Beth Berst's Journeys Book, The Story of the Cadmium Yellow Balloon. The theme of her book is playful; there is a yellow balloon, and where it goes and what it does it up to each artist who continues its journey each month. Although this topic seems lighthearted, it's also metaphorical. Our own lives, like the "life" of a balloon, are subject to so many variables. Beth puts it so well in her description of the book: "A balloon can be fragile, just like people. A balloon floating in the sky can easily change its path, just like our own lives. One minute you are simply floating along, and suddenly stormy weather can disrupt your life. Or the winds change and you find yourself in a whole new direction. Life is uncertain. Just like the trip of a balloon."

I wanted my balloon to soar freely over beautiful open land, and as the wind played with its path, it would attract the attention of a goldfinch who was building her nest. She'd see the string as a perfect piece to weave in among the twigs and bits of feather and leaves, and the balloon itself would mark the nest and stand guard over her chicks. I'm hoping that when the baby birds leave their nest, my balloon will be once again be released into the air to continue its marvelous journey...

(micron pen/watercolor)

Saturday, August 05, 2006

Illustration Friday - Capture & Inspire Me Thursday - Black & White

She captured his imagination from the moment he saw her. Gathering flowers in a sunny field with the breeze gently lifting her hair to glint in the sun, she was so much the image of blossoming life that Hades knew he must have her for his own. One day, driven to action by his fierce desire, Hades charged in his chariot through a gap in the earth, and seized the terrified maiden. Thus Persephone, the beautiful daughter of Zeus and Demeter, was brought to the realm of the dead where she became Hades' bride and the Queen of the Underworld.

(micron pen on bristol/photoshop)