Here’s the first step in the large “Pocket Paradise”. I have the flag done, but realize, I don’t have the stripes a consistent width. I’m going to keep it that way….that’s the true impression the flag gives, and my work is interpretive, after all.
Had a rejection from a juried show, but was invited to resubmit according to what the curator’s vision for the show is. What can I do? My work is my work, I can’t make it something it’s not. So I opted not to resubmit. Thankfully, I have gotten a tough skin for rejection, and I’m very aware I have plenty of people who like my work as it is. I sent her a nice note despite this. Good not to burn bridges.
I’ve gotten the foreground of “Freedom Tower” pretty much done. I may go back and look at it with a fresh, but I think that’s it.
While I was doing this, it occurred to me that visual arts are a lot like music. You’ve got compositions, rhythms, and harmonies. I tried, here, to get a lively harmony and rhythm going.
As for healing art, maybe this piece is for me. I was not directly affected by 9/11, except for being a New Yorker. Some people lost loved ones and friends, some people’s health was horribly affected by the smoke at Ground Zero, but all of us in New York felt something. In the morning, I’d wake up thinking I had a nightmare, only to realize that the nightmare was true.
So, it’s very hopeful and healing to see the Freedom Tower rising on the horizon.
Here’s the stage where I am in doing the large version of “Freedom Tower”. As I usually find, when you translate something small into something much larger, you run into difficulties in detail and composition. Here I’m finding I need more trees to fill up the foreground.
In reality, the foreground is actually a cemetery. I may include some headstones, as a tribute to those who died in 9/11. Still thinking about it.
I’ve started work on the large “Freedom Tower”, but so far, don’t really have enough to show a work in progress.
So here’s something I did a little earlier. It’s one of the Paradise series. It’s an interior, for I know some for some people, paradise is their own home. That is, especially if it is beautiful. I would have copied one of the photos of the Plaza Condos, but that would be a copyright issue.
I never really had a beautiful home. My childhood home was a fixer-upper my parents bought while their income was generous. Then my father lost his biggest client, and my parents’ financial situation tumbled. The fixer-upper never got fixed up, and with no money to repair the house as other things fell apart. It fell into terrible disrepair.
I probably should have been grateful just to have a roof over my head, but I was ashamed of the house. As I grew older, I saw other houses in equal disrepair, but in those days, I felt very alone. I was not allowed to invite friends over. I felt embarrassed whenever anyone came to the door.
As I became older, and had my own places, I care less. I still don’t live in a Plaza Suite. My house is cluttered with art supplies and electronics belonging to my partner, but it’s home. And I’m not embarrassed anymore.
I don’t have a title for this yet. It has kind of a children’s book feel to it, I think because I made it up almost entirely.
I have concentrated on natural beauty as paradise. The truth is, though, some of us have found our paradise in a big city. What can be paradise among t he noise, bad smells, crowds and dirt? It’s a matter of being part of a community. For some of us, that’s paradise..
Here I am featuring the lower Manhattan skyline as it is, now. The tall building is the Freedom Tower, the new World Trade Center. I also played a lot with types of pencil strokes…scribbles, parallel lines, and more in order to create a more atmospheric effect.
Okay, doing non-profit landscapes is all well and good…..but how do I get them out to people? I don’t have money to promote them, and most art shows cost plenty to participate. The internet of course, but I’m among how many billions of websites? It’s a miracle anyone finds me.
In NYC,it’s legal for artists to set up their work in certain places, as long as they have a business license. Despite that, artists do get harassed by the police. I’m not sure I’d want to deal with that. It would also take away from my precious weekend time off. So, I’m still thinking, and open to suggestions.
For those who believe that paradise is in the sky with God. Still a valid belief.
Well, despite leaving this blog unattended, I have been busy. Here’s the latest. Somehow, I managed to draw this on the back of a self-portrait without realizing it. I don’t know if that makes it more or less valuable.
Also accomplished today! A cake! Sort of decorated….I’ve got a long way to go.
Well, done some more thinking about what I’d actually like to do with my life. I would like to leave this world a better place, although I probably said that before. I think I accomplish some of that at work, just being cheerful and friendly to customers. Maybe somewhere along the way, I’ll make someone who is having a bad day feel better. Not saving the world exactly, but piece by piece, maybe I can do something.
Which brings me back to Paradise. I doubt that I’ll ever make a living as an artist, and now, I don’t think I want to. It’s lonely, and worrying about making ends meet without a steady paycheck does not appeal to me. Not to mention, I’ll always have to make pictures for the market.
Instead, back to these little pictures. I’ll make them small, but affordable. Pretty much making my costs back…..materials and a little for labor. Maybe, they too, can do something for someone who needs it.
Little by little. If everyone did their part, this world would be a paradise.