Painting has become a vital part of my life. I’ve realized now how much I rely on painting as a form of release. I love it, can get fully absorbed in it and it reduces my stress and helps keep my sanity intact. These are all the paintings I’ve finished since the last one I posted many months ago.
The top two are part of my black and white thematic hand set. The streetlamp is an independent painting. The rest are little 5″x5″ paintings that are part of my “hope blossom” series, abstract flowers that are meant to inspire hope.
Instead of making a normal bucket list, I decided to make one focused on ART.
1. Draw something once a month.
2. Paint a canvas bigger than me. (which isn’t all that big)
3. Paint the wall
4. Learn about artists
5. Take a pottery class
6. Learn watercolors
7. Participate in an art festival
8. Get into a museum
9. Paint something for each of my closest friends
10. To never stop creating art
1. Selling my first art piece
2. Visiting friends scattered across Florida
3. Making love with a man
4. Meeting new people
5. Getting reconnected with old friends
6. A week in California in July
7. Dancing the night away
8. Visiting a new museum
9. Impromptu fun!
The gravity of a painful past and an unknown future pushes on me, and I in turn push back.
Be it good or bad, fate or not, this is life and I shall take whatever life wants to throw at me. I will be grateful for the things I have and while this was not where I wanted to be, maybe this is an opportunity to do… ANYTHING.
So I am going to try to do the things I thought I couldn’t do, but want to. Which means trying to become an artist, travel and leave my heart open to love again.
Maybe, just maybe, this is where I’m suppose to be. So, following the lead of a persuasive friend, I am going to say YES! Yes to all life has to offer because Life is too short.
I’ve been working on small flower canvases, which I will post in the future, but I finally started a large canvas piece. It is part of my thematic hand set, which will probably consist of 4 or 5 pieces. This is the 3rd one. I know I promised to post pictures, so here is a “in progress” one.
My friends have been absolutely amazing. They have distracted me and cared for me and I am so thankful. I love them all and I know they are filling some of the holes in my heart with their love.
The sun is out and my optimism kicks in. It is time for me to take steps for myself. First and foremost would be to get back to my art, which I have barely touched in the last year. This blog helps me express myself, but I am not a writer, I am an artist, albeit an amateur one with very little schooling.
I don’t pay rent now, but I will be moving soon, so I will need to watch my budget since I still want to get out of debt. Nonetheless, I am looking to take some art classes and having a studio space to paint.
So a struggling artist I will be! Wish me luck!
I’ve taken two college drawing classes where I’ve had nude models. Most of the models seemed to be students attending the same school, earning a few extra bucks that the modeling job provided. What I liked about that was that they were real people with real figures and not model perfect. While I look at them almost objectively to find the angles, shading, coloring, proportions, I also find a lot of beauty in the form. I highly enjoy painting and drawing flesh. (I also have a small obsession with hands.)
Personally, I would never model nude for artists. Not because I think it wrong or shameful, actually quite the opposite. I would image that being a model for artistic purposes would be liberating. Besides, these art students are immortalizing you, albeit maybe not very well, but you are part of their development to become an artist. I find that something special.
I can’t remember which site I posted some of my art, but with it I had one nude model painting (the last picture in this post). As you can see the painting is not complete, but that wasn’t necessary for the assignment. Anyway, I was forced to take it down because the image had been reported. I was shocked that someone could be so offended to report it. Did they think it was pornography? I could understand if it was in a crude position or even a full frontal, but my painting was neither.
It made me wonder if some people think anytime there is nudity, it must be pornography. Are we still so Puritan that we can not praise the beauty in the body? Are we trained to believe that we can only display and see naked bodies for indecent purposes? Can we not look at others and see life and beauty and admire it? For women it is a little bit accepted, but lets not even talk about admiring people of the same sex.
Nudity in itself is not always pornography, even if pornography is inclusive of nudity.
So, without further ado, here are some of my drawings I did for my drawing class (most from 7 years ago!).