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| 'Sometimes I Forget' 18" X 24" Mixed Media/Oils on Canvas Finished sides (see pictures to the right) ready to hang $475.00 Click on images to enlarge |
| Here is the quote that I thought perfect for this work: “When you are inspired by some great purpose, some extraordinary project, all your thoughts break their bonds: your mind transcends limitations, your consciousness expands in every direction and you find yourself in a new, great and wonderful world. Dormant forces, faculties and talents become alive, and you discover yourself to be a greater person by far than you ever dreamed yourself to be.” ~Patanjali *** Here is the story of the works creation: This work came about while I was dealing with the flu from hell. (2005 was the last time I had the Flu like I did this last year) I have a strange body chemistry…I can drink and not get drunk…but Nyquil can make me so drunk and stupid with only a half dose for adults…so guess what I had just taken before starting this painting? I had, earlier in the day been painting a large mural for a local art magnet school and I had a pile of paint scraps…You know left over stuff…so being that I was cleaning up and I had just taken the Nyquil to be able to go to sleep and rest….I scraped my working pallet off and onto this throw away canvas that I had bought at Goodwill to paint over as exercise…The next thing I remember my husband was shaking me awake at my work table…I had put my head down on the table (yes into the paint too) and passed out….when I woke up the next morning, this painting was on the easel drying….so hence the name…Sometimes I forget…Because I have no memory of creating it…All though I know that I did, because it took two weeks the get the crimson red oil paint stain off my forehead and right cheek. This work is dreamy and calming….and very, very glazed…deep reds, maroons and dark purple/black invite you into the waterfall of golden leaves. It looks very liquid, and it’s as if the bubbles and leaves are really moving. The gold powders (real gold ground into powder form) I used in this work gives everything a slight shimmer. Especially when light moves across it. I have not ever offered it for sale, because my art isn’t always my loving mates cup of tea, and he went crazy for this one. I kept it for the family collection, for a few years. Being that the studio is so full right now (the show season starts in April with my first gallery show of the year) AND I am out of wall space in the studio and house, it’s time for this work to leave the nest. It has gone to two shows, one International abstract show, where it got an honorable mention, and one Mixed Media International show where it took second best in show…only because it’s on a reclaimed (recycled) canvas and unframed…so I know it’s good. You see, kind reader…I am just a grrrrl that paints, like it or leave it. I would rather sell it for less and get a chance to maybe even know the buyer a little…hell… even maybe find out why they liked what they are buying….you know human contact? If I never know you that’s fine too, but I am not an elitist artist…I am a dissident, a revolutionary, and visionary; a rebel with a cause, if I may. Art [for me] is healing, art is subjective, art is introspective, art is getting a healing thru our common human visual language. Art was here before the written word. I dare say…art IS the language of Humanity. *** I hope you enjoy the work and the story. I painted this work in 2005. |
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