The first art I fell in love with was Maurice Sendak. I was a little person then. Specifically a book called “Chicken Soup with Rice” pulled me. Yes, I loved the poem… the song…but the pictures had me. Something was off-center. Messy. Macabre. I’ve always had a love for the thing that was “different.”
When I wandered into the world of “fine-art”, Michael Parkes was a favorite. Still is. The first bit of art I owned of his is called “Night Flight” – a gift from my hubs… which inspired some permanent “ink.” Michael’s winged creatures and symbolism tap my senses. And while there is a whimsical, capricious, and beautifully vexing language to his work…it’s quite clean. Perfect.
And perfect is okay…. but…
Then I discovered the perfectly imperfect. It’s the mess I like. The contained chaos. The image, the object, the person coming from disorder. Those artists that create beauty from ashes have influenced the work I do today. To name a few: Danielle Daniel, Tracy Verdugo, Flora Bowley, Donna Heart, Jesse Reno, Kelly Rae Roberts, Nolwenn Petitbois, Karen O’Brien. And there are more – but these ones jumped to the front of my head.
Today’s heART (image above) I share with you is very influenced from those artists. Some call this style “make your mark” others call it “sacred marks” and still others have “no name” for what they do…
This specific work is done via acrylic paint WITHOUT brushes. Instead you paint with everyday objects: your fingers, string, a marble, a wine cork, bunched up tin-foil, etc… Underneath the paint is layers and layers of journaling, scribbles, doodles, and images. Recently a group of my Art Journaling students did this process…yes they loved it too.
Some might say it’s a waste of time to do all that work only to cover it up. But ohhhh Creative-Amazing-Soul (yes I’m speaking to you) — in Process Art (which is what this is) it’s always about the journey…. not the destination (you can read more about that here, and here, and maybe here too).