A conglomerate of ideas

I've discovered, as an artist, me personally,
My head is full of ideas.
My best outlet?
Working on several paintings at the same time.
Some might say I have a short attention span.
I say,
I'm just too excited to keep the paint to one piece of wood at a time.

Here are a few paintings I've been working on.

Here's a sneak peak at the carving I'm doing on top.

This series is bound to be great.

A little preview of my other series; color has always been my main goal.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qrdpliMfoAM

Inhaled

Inspiration is an arousal or animation of the spirit to do something, to create something.
As we listen, as we experience, our pupils dilate.
They expand to take in as much as they can.
They inhale the freshness of the unfamiliar.

As people, we should always be as open as our eyes.
Seeking new adventures, new treasures.
Creating new familiars.

Recently, I've inhaled a collective of Philadelphia artists.
So much talent to see.
So much so close to where I live.

One woman's work spoke to me today.
Rita Siemienski Smith.
Abstraction of the peaceful and the spiritual.
http://ritasiemienskismith.squarespace.com/

My favorite.

It's always about the color.

A night to remember

Being in the art world isn't just about the fine arts.
Working with the Center for Emerging Visual Artists (http://www.cfeva.org/), I got to experience a little bit of performance art the other night.
The World Cafe Live in Philadelphia hosted the kickoff party for the 2012 Philadelphia Open Studio Tours on October 2nd. And I was privileged to be a part of it.
There is so much I could say in words to describe this rich event, but instead, I will share some photos I took. After all, I do communicate best visually.

Preparation.

Some of the interesting characters.

The burlesque performers were excellent.

We also had a hip hop group. They were fantastic.

Don't forget about our awesome raffle.

It was a wonderfully, rich night.
I'm glad I got to be a part of it.

Mixing the past with the present

We all have experiences
Memories
"Those days."
Do we learn from them?
Grow from them?
Utilize them?
Take the fond memories and show them.

Draw with a smile
A smirk
An impulse.
Paint with a passion
A drive
An emotion.
Incorporate the negative influences.
Expand the feeling
The longing.
Discover a change
A piece of mind
An accomplishment.

Living
Working
In a new space.
Creating
Imagining
As I always have.

New

New apartment.
New house mates.
New driving route.
New shampoo.
New shower.
New plans.
New rug.
New studio.
New ideas?

Nah I hate pink.

A new space.
To fill with new memories.
To create new paintings.
To learn new trades.
To hear new sounds.
And see new people.
A new shell.

A new stage.
A new beginning.

My inspiration, aspiration, determination, and ambition

To cover a wall
Ceiling to floor
With these square paintings

I'm going to make it happen.
Soon

Words whirling wistfully within

I have truly slacked on my online art sharing.
Honestly, I have truly been slacking on my art.
It's so hard to have my one escape in an inescapable place.
Being the difficult Diana that everyone knows, I tend to drive away from the inescapable. I've never been good at being cooped up.
Never being home leads to never giving myself time to paint leads to the regretful lack of creativity.

I often ponder about new ideas. I wander through my internal drawings, sliding down paint strokes and splashing in watercolors. All that creativity is building up, tighter and fuller, like rushing water smacking against a dam. I fear one day, someone will find me, sprawled between five canvas, having my way with my earth tones.

Unfortunately, I have been doing quite a lot of the business aspect of the art world. Researching, networking, begging for opportunities, and just that one chance that someone will believe that I'm ready to dive in and not look back.

This is me, at my rawest.
And my head is still held high with a smirk at the corner of my mouth.