18.5 X 24.5 an original Oil painting
I’m lucky enough to know many artists. Having written a weekly column entitled “Art Matters”, for a regional newspaper, I’ve asked that question hundreds of times. The answers to what inspires were as diverse as the artists themselves. In regards to motivation, the answers were quite similar.
Regarding their motivation, most answered they were just driven to do so with limited ability to explain why. I’m sure behavior experts might be able to talk about brain functions, but the answers to this part, came under the category of what I called, “nature”. Ask a fish what it is like to live in water and you’d get a similar response. Since that is all the fish knows, of course it does not know how to answer.
During some period in the artist’s life a brain-click occurred, and making their art become highly important. In some cases, it became everything.
For me with a big family, loving husband, and lots of other interests, I would not say everything. However, never painting again? Well that would be tragic to me. The artists I’ve interviewed have all said something like that. Ask them what they would do if they couldn’t do their art and a look of horror comes over their face. There was a commonality at the horror of not being able to do their art.
So, I wondered at my own drive to paint and wondered if that drive qualifies as an addiction. It does feel, at the very least, kindred. The desire to paint is certainly as close as I care to come to an addiction. The symptoms of withdrawal are similar. Kept away from it for long, I get crabby, restless and distracted. I start thinking about all of the ideas I still have to express. I’ll leave other chores to just “check it out”. Before you know it hours have rushed by. So, maybe I am an addict. Perhaps it keeps me from other not so healthy addictions.
But that is as deep as I care to go on this particular subject, it starts feeling much too introspective and what if I figured it out? Would the motivation go away? In any case, I stop thinking about from whence the motivation comes and just start painting again.
An inquiry into what inspires an artist to create a particular piece is a subject of which I never tire. I suspect there is an unconditioned human need to express ourselves. A need in every one of the six plus billion people on the planet. I believe we are all artists. Some chose to paint, sing, dance, write, build teams or business, play an instrument, cook, or simply decorate their bodies with tattoos. Whatever the “it” is… it seems we all wish to create. Instead of calling myself an artist I say I am a painter. It feels more accurate.
So many ways to create once inspired. But, for this article I’m just focusing on painting. That is, after all, what I know about.
But what inspires? Many when asked that question answered “nature”. Connecting with nature and observing a sentient being from another species is the best inspiration for most. Most painters begin to paint or draw it to feel closer to it. The artist inside wants to express the joy or wonderment one feels from a beautiful sunset, or the curve of a mountain.
Also looking at the artwork of others. I had a profound spiritual reaction the first time I saw the Impressionists paintings in a collection. Appreciation for other artist’s process or genius helps inspire us too. I love to go to museums and art gallery’s to see all of the impressive art. I cannot get enough. It chases me back to my studio where I throw myself into my own process. It’s renewing, invigorating as well as humbling; this is inspiration.
For me right now I am exploring the idea of visually portraying chaos. I call it trans-formative chaos. Having the distinct feeling we are living in transformational times I want so badly to express that idea. The idea is the subject and for me has no known form. I realize all of us, in our turn to live on this planet must feel great change taking place. Perhaps it has been that way since we had the need to paint on the walls of caves. But, we only really know our own time and this time feels volatile, exciting and yes a bit scary.
Fear is a feeling and the emotions we feel must be expressed. Or so it seems. Great love, fear, lust, joy, deep gratitude; all these and more are the feelings we wish to express. Maybe I ought to say, must express.
It’s fun to wonder about all of this but, now I want to go paint.
Using watercolor on canvas provides me the spontaneity and challenges I seek in painting. To me it is reminiscent of what the earth looks like from very high in the sky. I know that small plane pilots love these paintings.
36 x 48 Watercolor This is a big canvas 3′ x 4′. I chose my color palette and began working quickly. The colors merging in a way that reminded me of outer space. I got lost in this process and I am beginning to get a sixth sense about where the colors want to go. We dance together and I feel I am living my mantra, “Let your heart sing and your spirit dance”. I dance with the colors.
In this painting I am trying to convey the strong sense that we live in trans-formative times. Perhaps it is the influence of all the chatter about the end of the Mayan calendar; but it seems to me that we are living in extraordinary times. People all over the world are voicing their needs in brave new ways while quantifying the big picture seems allusive.
I was inspired to paint this during one of the summer storms we get in the Sierra Foothills. Thunder, lightning, gray and then bright surges of the hot summer sun bursting forth in the sky. With a spectacular sunset from the controlled burn going on in Yosemite. Who needs television? I tried to convey the dynamic changes to our beautiful sky.
The abstracts I paint, represent for me, the edge of chaos. I sincerely believe we live in trans-formative times. Perhaps humankind has always felt this way. But it does seem that changes are occurring faster and faster every day. That what we thought yesterday doesn’t necessarily hold true for today. For me colors play a role in that. Orange is dynamic and risky while turquoise is tranquil and evokes a sereneness. Juxtaposing these two colors together on paper led me to paint this. I felt spiritually at peace while painting, and so I called it Source.