Have a Happy Holiday Season!
After posting this painting on my website, Mary Gwyn’s Art, I was looking at it in the web format and seeing things I hadn’t noticed when looking at the actual painting. Sometimes a painting will surprise me when I observe it from a different angle. This was one of those times. What struck me was the warmth in the birds. I had set out to paint a cold winter scene but these guys don’t look all that cold to me, in spite of the falling white stuff.
The warmth didn’t bother me. It just puzzled me. I had to go back and think about what I had done. Indian Yellow! I love that color and sometimes I just get carried away with it. It warms up everything, no matter what it is. Recently, a pear came alive from the generous application of Indian Yellow. That pear was flat out glowing.
These birds could have become a little more chilly, like the weather, if I had added a bit more Hooker’s Green or Payne’s Gray to the red. But I didn’t. The Indian Yellow just jumped onto the brush and away it went. Like the pear, these birds are glowing. Maybe they are supposed to. Cardinals can be like that in a harsh winter landscape. That bright shock of red flitting by in the cold gray light. It wasn’t planned in this painting. It happened because that pesky Indian Yellow was bent on taking over. Some colors do. It is usually better not to fight when a color is determined to dominate.
Franklin, Tennessee is a great vacation place if you, “aren’t from around here!”
This beautiful article was a humbling thing to read but I was also quite proud of the things it highlights. The Art to Heart Project was a three year project from start to finish and quite involved. It took another year to see it published. Even though it was time consuming and arduous, I would do it again in a heartbeat, no pun intended. Tears still spring up when I think about what a difference art made to patients and staff. I think the effects on the staff were more meaningful to me than the results of the patient part, perhaps because I was one of them too.
Teaching is a total delight to me. I love every minute of it and I love to see the progress people make with their art. If it was up to me, I’d mandate all students be required to take art classes. Something beautiful happens when art is created. Whether or not anybody thinks they have any talent, everybody can create something when given direction and the right tools. Some will discover they had more talent than they thought and will continue on to develop that talent. Others will go on as better creative thinkers and better creative problem solvers for having the experience of art in some form. Most people don’t know that many of our greatest inventors and scientists are frequently artists too. Albert Einstein kept sketchbooks of his ideas. And he is by no means, the only one to do so.
Many artists take classes to stay fresh and to stimulate new directions. These artists are so much fun to have in classes. They stimulate me to try new things and new directions. And they keep me on my toes trying to keep up with them. Watkins College of Art has so much to offer
besides lots of fun classes. I get to meet so many artists from different walks of life and different artistic styles and mediums.
As I head into new directions in my life, I turn to new directions in my art. Birds are becoming an obsession. All summer long it was the beautiful and elegant waterbirds. With the approach of Fall, my bird obsession has turned to feeder birds, chickadees, cardinals, titmice and lately, nuthatches. Maybe a woodpecker or two, will turn into a painting. Painting is the ultimate goal but following the birds around with my camera is gaining in obsessive territory. As with all artists, I’ll see where the new direction leads.
Happy art making out there!!
“Without the name, any flower is still, more or less a stranger to you,” John Burroughs
This past Saturday’s Fall Flowers painting workshop featured some interesting flower varieties in the beautiful shades of purple, yellow, and rusty reds that so characterize autumn. The Community Education Department of Watkins College of Art supplies the flowers adding an element of surprise and fun. Our flower subjects for this workshop came from The Rebel Hill Florist in Nashville, Tennessee. There were purple mums in an unusual shade of reddish lavender, pansies from the “Crystal Bowl Mix” of colors, a pinkish purple and ivory dahlia, rusty red daisy mums and a new one for all of us, “Kangaroo Paw.”
Kangaroo Paw happens to be a favorite of Watkins College of Art’s director of Community Education, who identified it for the group. According to TheFlowerExpert.com Kangaroo Paw, as you might expect, is a native of Australia, though it is commercially cultivated in the US, Japan and Israel and comes in a variety of colors. The yellow Kangaroo Paw we had for class is known in Australia as Mangle’s Kangaroo Paw and is the flower emblem for Western Australia. TheFlowerExpert says “The genus name, Anigozanthos is derived from the Greek word ‘anises’, meaning unequal or oblique, and ‘anthos’, meaning flower, an allusion to the division of the Kangaroo Paw flower into six unequal parts.”
Each individual artist’s style treats the same flower quite differently inspiring the casual observer to take a second and third look at a flower that might previously have only warranted a passing glance. A second look might bring up the thought of how and why an artist saw the flower in that way. A third look can cause the eye to focus onto points not noticed before like variations in color, texture and shape. The work of the artist is what inspires one to take that second and third look. Isn’t that the very essence of an artist’s calling? After taking that third look you might be intrigued or even fascinated by the artist’s chosen subject . Suddenly you might say to yourself, “I really must get a bouquet of Kangaroo Paw with some pansies, mums and dahlias!” You’ll be the envy of all your friends.
“No one can keep on being angry if she looks into the heart of a pansy for a little while.” Ruth Maude Montgomery
Fall flowers are some of my favorites, almost as much as spring flowers, maybe! I think of fall flowers as the last bits of vivid color before the season of brown and gray. I don’t know about you, but I really need these bits of vivid color to get me through the monotony of winter.
Pansies come in a fabulous array of colors from deepest purple and magenta to the palest yellow and crisp white. The color varieties in between can be vivid or delicate. Most of us associate pansies with the deep velvety purple and yellow colors that are most common but a group of pansies called the “Crystal Bowl Mix” have the sweetest delicate pastel shades of yellow, orange and bluish lavender that make me think of Victorian table arrangements. If you want your pansies to be a bit soft and delicate, go for the Crystal Bowl Mix, then get an actual crystal bowl and float a few blooms for a beautiful bit of table color to brighten the long cold days of brown and gray. You’ll be inspired to paint every time you look at the cheerful faces of pansies looking up from the bowl. If you are a serious gardener and want to be sure you know exactly which pansies make up the Crystal Bowl Mix follow this link to the pdf from the Florida State Horticultural Society.
“I end not far from my going forth, By picking the faded blue, Of the last remaining aster flower, To carry again to you.” Robert Frost
And then there are the asters and the mums to add some last bits of color before winter’s dusky days. Purple asters, to me, make a stunning contrast to the miles of yellow mums that are on every porch throughout fall. Asters, according to Better Homes and Gardens, get their name from the Latin word for “star” and are most often sold in the pale purplish lavender variety though they do come in pink and white varieties, as well. The Farmers Almanac gives the scientific name for purple asters as S. novae-angliae and has wonderful tips for the best growing conditions for this beautiful perennial. Asters attract butterflies and are a great food source for monarchs as they migrate south for the winter. And they provide welcome relief from the miles and miles of yellow mums on porches throughout the fall season. When you spot the one house whose porch is adorned with asters in the sea of yellow mum porches, you know that is where a person with art in their soul must live!
Happy Fall Y’all!!