When I look at Bookmobile I marvel at how it came about. I did it while teaching a workshop at Anderson Ranch in 2008 and everything in it I did as a demo or as an experiment to try something new. I didn't agonize over it, or fret, or avoid getting going, I just did it, with a circle of students watching as I demonstrated different things. I love looking at it now, almost four years later, with the figure made of bones and writing on the arms that says "Mine to Take" on one arm and "Bittersweet pills" (not planned) on the other. The truck itself is made from an old fifties illustration of books-perfect for a bookmobile. I wonder to myself, "Did some other person do this little painting? Someone who knew exactly what she was doing, and without much fuss, just did it?" Whoever she is, I sure wish she would show up and give me a hand.
I love this little gem of a painting. I've always loved keeping my own best artistic endeavors nearby in my studio to revisit just as you have kept Bookmobile. They remind me that "being in the zone" comes at unexpected times and we should always be ready to receive its guidance. It comes from a magical place and we just have to be ready to accept the gift. Cheering your "new" direction!
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ReplyDeleteThe kind of paintings you describe happen now and then as pay-back for all the ones that you struggle with.
Hi Holly - i had the same feeling back then. Wow, 2008 exactly! In my case, "I was going down the muddy hill in high heels, i mean impossible... then, somewhat elevated, a wheel, suspended in air, like hoola hoop or a saturn's ring was all I had to hold on to and drive. There were other people but I had to be the designated driver." Frustrated and somewhat frightened, I started working on a series of sail ships, with sad irons as bases, I later called Triptych...white blue and red. And sculpture was air born. Along with music and a poem... I believe one thing lead to another and there must be a reason for that. Miss you and the Ranch.
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