Sunday, July 26, 2015

Celebrating Your True Self

Tonight Caitlyn Jenner makes her series debut in "I Am Cait."  Although I posted this artwork back at the end of 2013 as part of my 365 Day Project, I thought it was apropos to put it out there again and to celebrate people taking off their masks and becoming their true selves.

I remember when the announcement first came out this past spring that Bruce (at the time) was transitioning into a woman.  I initially wondered to myself, was he so beaten down by his family that he felt emasculated?  I wanted to understand why he was doing it.  Google led me to Chris Jones' June/July 2012 Esquire Magazine article, "The Strange Thing About Bruce Jenner." I felt sorry for him as the article reflected what was shown on t.v.--that he seemed left in the dust and his huge place in history and Olympic achievements had been forgotten.

I actually was relieved for him to know that he had had these feelings as a young boy.  Hmm.  That sounds quite strange I know.  What I mean to say is, he became a woman, because he internally felt like one and now because he felt like he was less a man or had lost his manhood through the passage of time and relationships.  Why I worry about his feelings, I don't know, except to say, I hate to see any human being hurting.

I was glad I came to understand Kris Jenner's side of it, too.  She said she appeared to be the 'Wicked Witch of the West,' because he was pulling away into his own issues, and she felt alone.  OMG!  Yes, I love to watch Keeping Up With The Kardashians!  (Thank you, Jennifer Lawrence, for admitting the same thing!)  I think they're the modern-day Brady Bunch, except that instead of the kids rooming in bunk beds, each one has their own million-dollar mansion. ha!  Anyway, who would have known that in the end, that show and Caitlyn's show would really be a touchstone for a huge, huge issue of love and acceptance.

So here ya' go:  A rerun and celebration for being your own true self, whatever that may be--take off those masks!

Day 356. Isa Removed Her Mask

Sunday, December 15, 2013

Isa's body parts didn't quite fit together, and she had learned over the years to apply make-up expertly.  Shading made her nose more narrow and shortened, gave her more dramatic cheekbones, and reduced her jutting chin.  But she was tired of being someone she was not.  As she grew older, she also grew into her looks--or maybe she just grew into liking them better.  Whatever the reason, she decided once and for all to remove the mask that she had been wearing all her life.  Her maquillage was no longer needed.  Her confidence was strong.

Saturday, July 25, 2015

Clay Mask Beauty Ritual

Clay Mask Beauty Ritual


Oil, oil pastel, acrylic, charcoal, paper, seed beads

Friday, July 24, 2015

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Baxter Kept His Eyes on the Prize

Baxter Kept His Eyes of the Prize


Ink and Acrylic, diamond star (ok, faux diamonds, but a prize nonetheless.)

Sunday, July 12, 2015

Goodbye Omar Sharif

I think I first saw Omar Sharif in Funny Girl.  He seemed dangerously sexy.  A man who kept his distance from Barbra Streisand's Fanny Brice character, until she reached a riper age for deflowering.  At that point, he was calling for action.  Whew!

I saw him later in Doctor Zhivago, my mom being a fan of that, Camelot, etc., I found myself drawn in as well.  Zhivago sealed the deal in my admiration of Sharif.  He was a gorgeous man, a tortured soul (hmm, I wonder if that fed into my obsession with Russian history).  Anyhow, I was very saddened by the announcement of his death.  He lived a good, long life, and I thank him for his simmering, feeling, slow-burning roles.  He was an incredible talent.

Check out Robert Berkvist's excellent "New York Times" tribute article HERE.

Oil Pastel, ink, acrylic, watercolor

Omar Sharif and Barbra Streisand in Funny Girl Scene
"You Are Woman, I Am Man, Let's Kiss"


Saturday, July 11, 2015

Lost in Thought


Lost in Thought


Oil, acrylic, ink on cold-press watercolor paper

Walking along happily, Barnard had many disparate thoughts running through his brain.  At least they all allowed himself to remain on the sunny side of life.

"...then she said this and I said that and I was so happy!"

"I need to buy more aïoli."

This picture actually has more lime green and pink in it.  The color is actually purple spots.  Had to grab this from Instagram.  My computer will be going into the shop to get this bad, mojo virus off of it on Tuesday...can't wait!

Rise and Shine

I had a hard, hard time waking up yesterday morning.  Ironically, I started this chiquita the night before, with that almost abstract bed/bed sheet at the bottom and the textured layering at the top.  As I tried to clear my head in the a.m., a time of day which I've never been a fan, I flushed out the expression, played a bit with more layering (not sure you can see that 3D-effect here).  

I did finally wake up later in the day and ended it with some of the most delicious authentic Mexican tacos at a new joint that opened up in the next town.  Mmm.  ¡Muy delicious!  The day unfolded nicely.


At the bottow- Lomo Adobado (marinated pork tenderloin, mango, onion, & cilantro and the two at the top--grilled tilapia tacos with mango pico de gallo at La Michoacana.


Monday, July 6, 2015

Yankee Doodle Dandy - Calendar Art

Today I accidentally knocked over the cutest ceramic coffee cup I had gotten around Christmas at Starbucks, and it broke--broke!--when it hit my desk.  I couldn't believe that slight impact shattered it.  Ugh.  So sad.  On the other hand, the coffee that soaked into my calendar looked like a head to me.  I proceeded to draw over it and extend it, and ended up with this little ditty.  Then I proceeded to sing "I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy, Yankee Doodle Do or Die.  A real live nephew of my Uncle Sam, born on the Fourth of July."  Yes, that's right.  Over and over and over again.  Oh well, the drawing was worth it.  You just never know where a coffee spill will lead!

(P.S., I continue with my crappy uploads since I still can't download from my camera...please bare with me.  Can't get the computer in for repair yet.


James Cagney "Yankee Doodle Dandy"
(Yet another one I remember my Grandma Peacock having me watch as a teeny tyke.





Friday, July 3, 2015

Full Speech: Jim Carrey's Commencement Address at the 2014 MUM Graduatio...

I rediscovered this video, having first seen it about a year ago. It couldn't have come at a more opportune time.

Jim tells the story of his dad working at a job he hated--a job he eventually lost.  The "playing it safe route" had no guarantee, Jim decided, so he might as well do something he loved. "You can fail at what you don't want so you might as well take a chance on doing what you love." --Jim Carrey.

He follows "The Church of Freedom From Concern.

I've been going through some doubts recently. Am I on the right path? Where is my audience? How can I be true to myself, sometimes making darker pieces that don't seem to be commercial, but which I feel compelled to make? How do you watch others gallop ahead, discover the things you knew first, years ago? When you say, I knew that, I did that, you then appear disingenuous? I promise you, I don't think of these things all the time, but I would be lying if I said sometimes those feelings aren't triggered.

And then I happen to see this video again and Jim says, "Your need for acceptance can make you invisible in this world." "Relax, and dream up a good life." And it reaffirms that I am on the right path, my path. I want it sped up, of course. I want some sign that I'm supposed to take this fork and not that fork in the road, but I guess I just have to continue to "Put One Foot in Front of the Other" as the Winter Warlock sings in "Santa Claus Is Comin' to Town." (I've posted that clip before in the last few years, just have to every once in awhile remind myself!)

Back to Jim Carrey and more of my favorite quotes of his:

"...Letting the universe know what you want and working toward it while letting go of how it comes to pass. Your job is not to figure out the how (this totally sounds like "The Secret") it's going to happen for you, but to open the door in your head and when the door opens in real life, just walk through it. And don't worry if you miss your cue, there's always doors opening."

"I am just making a conscious choice to perceive challenges as something beneficial so I can deal with them in the most productive way."

Really, listen for yourself. I think I'm going to every day for awhile!

Look!

I'm a little in love with this sweetie pie. (-:


5" x 7"

Thursday, July 2, 2015

Happy Fourth of July!

Happy Fourth of July!  I hope it's filled with lots of fireworks and sparkles!  Um, and sparklers, too!




Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Handsome in a Hoodie

Handsome in a Hoodie

(2nd of 3 pieces of art which a virus is preventing me from posting the way I want.)

I drew this fellow late one night.  I don't think the photo is reflecting all the shadows as well as it should...still, I was quite happy with this chap.

Hmm.  Why am I speaking as if I'm from London?  Maybe it's because I recently ran across this 2013 film called, "After Time" about the male members of a British family who could travel back in time, but only within events of their own lives.  Domhnall Gleeson carries the show, and Rachel McAdams is most charming.  Please see it!  It is a great example of the wonderful cleverness of British humor; scenes of London; and some of the most touching scenes of delicate emotion.  And if you think you're just not feeling it, then at the very least, I'll leave you with a gem of a quote from it.

I try to live everyday as if it were the final day of my extraordinary, ordinary life.

After Time Trailer





Sunday, June 28, 2015

The Greeter (and Another Computer Snafu)

Well peeps, I have a computer malfunction going on that's preventing my PC from recognizing my camera.  Plus, my phone is not sending pics to my computer.  I haven't stopped making art, I'm just in a voodoo hex!

I had to get this painting--and the next 2 pieces--onto my blog in a super roundabout way.  Hoping to get this fixed in the next week or so.  Soooo frustrating.  BUT, this lady is not.  She's a happy little greeter--even though she looks a little blurry here.  I'll post a better pic when I get this all worked out.


4" x 4" 

Saturday, June 20, 2015

Antoine Terrieux's Kinetic Hair Dryer Installations from wetheurban

From wetheurban comes this overview of hair dryer installations. There's something about that single wire jumping up in crazy ways - it reminds me of a ballet I once saw where the ballerina's head and arms were limp and jumped loosely by her sides from the impact of her legs bouncing in forceful pliés. Beautiful. In 'wetheurban's" Tumblr post, they write: As part of an exhibition last December at the Maison Des Jonglages (House of Juggling) in La Courneuve, France, magician and juggler Antoine Terrieux created this series of kinetic artworks using different arrangements of hair dryers. Footage after the jump:
http://www.wetheurban.com/post/122018425764/amazing-kinetic-hair-dryer-installations-as-part

Thursday, June 18, 2015

Behind the Curtain (On the Outside Looking In) SOLD

I like this girl bleached out as much as in color.  Do you ever feel like this?  I do.



P.S. When I say the word, bleach, I always think of Nirvana (first album release (1989) on Sub Pop label.) Well, and sometimes the horrible smell of bleach and how strong the chlorine bleach used to be in our high school swimming pool.  Then I think of how I would get a migraine from it and feel sick in my Earth Science class the hour after gym.  But mostly I  think of Nirvana. (-:  And didn't Kurt always feel like an outsider, too?  We know the answer.




Sunday, June 14, 2015

Vice and Virtue

So I happened to watch one of my favorite movies today for the sixth millionth time, Woody Allen's, "Vicky, Cristina, Barcelona."  I love that film SO much!  Barcelona, summer, language, art, love, Spanish guitars, and the super sexy Javier Bardem...need I say more?  There's a lot of provocative smoking going on in that movie. Well, Scarlett Johansson, Penelope Cruz, and Bardem make it look that way.  (And no, I don't smoke--as a matter of fact, my asthma is acting up right now just breathing in the night-time humidity!).

Anyway, this drawing/painting must have come from watching that.   My little cup looked like it would hold green tea.  That seemed healthy, but I was under the influence of all that pre- and post-coital smoking from the flick. I tried to make the "vice" hand a little more evil looking. (-;

Also, initially I was drawing restaurant window panes, but then it looked like grass to me.  Hmm, that impression along with the ciggie almost had me calling this one "weed."  Actually, I think that's pretty hilarious, but you know, one must be so careful not to offend these days...


Vicky, Cristina, Barcelona

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Searching for Something



Here's how I started.


Not sure where I'm going, but just experimenting with paint.  This process is the way I start most of my paintings.  Just letting my mind and hand wander.


Friday, June 5, 2015

Skinny-Dippers - SOLD

Here's a happy pair leaving all their inhibitions behind.  I was going to call them "How to get kicked off Esther Williams' chorus line," but I didn't think anyone would know who Esther Williams was anymore!  (I used to watch all those old Hollywood shows from 9-11 a.m.with my Grandma Peacock in the summer on Chicago's WGN channel--memories!
Wouldn't it be fun, to feel this free?

Skinny-Dippers


Wednesday, June 3, 2015

Chocolate Love

Still trying to give my friend some artwork of happiness and light after her complaint that my last painting scared her. Ha!  Hope she likes it, because who knows what my feelings and impressions of tomorrow might be and what kind of painting they will bring forth.

Chocolate Love


Sunday, May 31, 2015

Behind the Flower Vase

I couldn't decide what to call this painting.  I thought about, "Beauty in Light and Dark."  I suppose it's a little creepy, but I wasn't intending anything scary.  I just brought forth the face I saw lurking behind the foreground   I could have stopped at the flowers, but it just seemed so boring...pretty, but boring. Besides, there's usually something lying behind pretty, no?  (Hmm.  I think I suddenly understand Miley Cyrus better.)  It's that murkiness that I find worth diving into. Anyway, don't be afraid, sweet ones.  I worked with water-mixable oil and oil pastel and scraped away layers then added more.  Took quite some time...


P.S. (June 2nd)  A friend of mine thought this looked scary and that she didn't understand art.  

Here were my thoughts back to her, which I suppose is how I look at art, in general:  "No worries. Either a piece speaks to you or it doesn't. (-:  With art, you may think, does it intrigue me?  Does it make you think of a possible story behind it?  It could be a young girl flirting with her boyfriend behind those flowers--see the little red lips?  In a way they look like they could be coyly smiling.  Maybe SHE is the one who is scared.  Or, maybe it could be a reminder that in all things, there is a light and a dark side (hmmm, sounds like Star Wars), life and death.  The juxtapostion sharpening the sweetness of those things that are good.  On the other hand, it could just be scary to you, in which case, you might like the next thing.  

Destino - Walt Disney & Salvador Dalí [1945 - 2003]

So artistically beautiful.  Filled with loveliness and gentle eeriness and gracefulness. Think that's an impossible combo?  Watch and you'll understand.






Thursday, May 28, 2015

Starburst

Very happy with this one.  It's full of different mediums, but I like how the oil paint gives a luminous glow to her most of all.

8" x 10"
Oil, Acrylic, Oil Pastel on Paper

Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Bubble Blowers

Late night bubble blowers appeared last night.  I was going to leave it with just one filled-in bubble, but after taking my bath around midnight, I poked my head in to check on my creation, and was so dissatisfied, I was possessed to work on it for almost another hour, fine-tuning the faces and working on those bubbles.  I kept thinking, you have to get up earlier than usual tomorrow...what are you doing?  I don't even try to fight it anymore...

Part Deux


First attempt just didn't cut it.