I have stayed in Fort Collins for nearly 5 months. In that time, I had an art studio, then I didn’t. I had a student, then I didn’t. I had a few jobs, then I didn’t. Why am I actually admitting certain things didn’t work? Because I have learned in my short time spent in America that failures are not the end of the world. In fact, I can say for certain that failures are just the beginning of something new and different. It begs for your life to be different. Now repeating these same failures over and over again are very counter-productive and not very useful. A good student will learn from his mistakes. Master thyself. Man, do I like that one.
When I revisited Santa Fe several weeks ago, I saw the magic that made me live there for 5 years, as well as my own shortcomings why I wasn’t as successful as I wanted to. But I even ended up getting gallery representation because of one special characteristic that I treasure. I don’t burn bridges. Even though I was gone for a while, I left on a friendly basis, and that paid off with getting my first gallery representation ever. Ever!
Anyway, it’s time to fly to Italy in a few days and I hope you’ll join me on my journey there too. More art, videos and humor to come. Ciao!
And it helps to bring a few postcards too. If you like, I can mail you one too. Just send me your address, ok?
Whatever the Wind Blows 11×14 oil on panel
Whatever the wind blows, you must be ready for it. There are only two enemies that I consider real in my life, and that’s fear and doubt. The remedy for those villains are faith and action. And thus it came time to do an epic landscape painting that is not just a Colorado painting, but contains something more universal. It’s not just a park, but my interpretation of what I want to see in my park. For when you paint something, you have to take some kind of ownership because it is interpreted from your own eyes, mind, heart and soul. It’s not just a painting though it really looks like one. I look it as a visual manifestation of all the things you have learned in your life up until this point. It may have taken a few hours, or 10 hours, but in reality it has taken many, many years to paint this version. And I always welcome change, not painting the same old thing. I’m not a factory worker. I could never duplicate the same painting twice even if I tried. Your emotions, feelings, everything changes minute by minute, no matter how big or small.
I look at nature for answers
When you see a tree, is it the exact same color every day? Does the light reflect off the leaves the same way every day? Change happens as often as the world turns. No two sunsets are ever exactly alike. This is why I cherish each day. It’s a chance to start again. When I paint, I see things like it’s the first time. I don’t paint in a paint by numbers system. I use all my mental facilities to help the painting along, to see its potential. That’s part of the magic in painting. I have no idea what the end result, but what’s so important is to focus on the process. The process is life itself. It’s the journey, and when you enjoy the journey, I have faith that it will take you to your ideal destination. So if there’s ever a reason to cherish each day, it’s knowing that it’s a blank canvas, all ready for you to create something special. Now wherever the wind blows, that’s where I will end up. I’m meant to travel and paint, but there is no final destination. And to embrace change and trust yourself will help you go a long way.
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Joy by the Fountains 11×14 $600
What I brought on a bike
This painting was completed last week during a paint-out I had in Ft. Collins. There was an art show usually put on by local artists in the town. What I didn’t know was that there were two locations the show was in. I was at the old town square, the heartbeat of Ft. Collins. I soon found out that one other artist showed up. But today wasn’t meant to be for sales or exposure. It was the coming out of my easel display. I just got a new Jullian french half-size easel and wanted to break it in and show it off. And why not? I’m very proud of it, one of the best easels ever. So I packed my easel, umbrella, table and another paint box with small works all with me on my bicycle. Yes, Vietnamese style. I managed to lug everything from my house to the Square. It took around 20 minutes and thankfully my bungee cord held everything together. Can you imagine how horrific it would be if my easel jumped off and tried to escape in the road? Well that was on my back, so no chance of that happening.
My new easel display
Everything goes on the back with a bungee cord. Vietnamese style
My Easel Display needs a painting
So now that I had my easel display up, it was showtime and while I had my small paintings out for sale, I was starting a brand new painting. I had no idea what to paint when I got there, just whatever seemed right for this moment. And seeing kids playing in the fountains was something I never tried to paint before. In fact, painting figures in my paintings is a new thing for me, so I wanted to see how it went. I knew I had to work fast, get some images in my memory and paint what I think would look good. Good paintings require what to put in, what to leave out. I just wanted two or three figures in the fountain, and chose a little girl, a baby and her mother. I didn’t want faces, I just wanted the gestures captured in a good way that expressed what the painting was about. So that’s what happened and the whole thing was done in a few hours. I enjoyed doing this, it was challenging and I was pushing my personal comfort zone, which was good. That’s how you grow as an artist. Till next time, happy painting!
This painting is now available in my gallery.