Celebrating Art

5 years ago today I began VanGo Mobile Museum. Since then, this dream and project has been a significant part of my life. I've been thinking about the experiences I've had along the way, and I've decided it's all aboout balance. In art one of the Principles of Design is Balance. There are 3 kinds: symmetrical, asymmetrical, and radial. In order for a composition to be successful, the elements that are part of the design have to work together to balance each other out. Sometimes there is emphasis in one area of the design and sometimes there is harmony throughout the whole. That's up to the artist. Since I began VanGo and started this blog, the elements in the composition of my life have changed dramatically, and I find myself once more re-arranging to find balance in my life. If the next 5 years is as lively as the last five, I'm going to be having adventures and lots of fun. There have been times that it has been all work and no play. There are moments of joy that transcend anything I could have ever wished for. Not everyone has been kind, but I will always have the memories of the thousands of smiles I have shared along the way. More than anything, I'm feeling gratitude for the opportunity to make my dream come true.

Choices

"I have touched with a sense of art some people - they felt the love and the life. Can you offer me anything to compare to that joy for an artist?
Mary Cassatt

This is what all the hard work and heavy thought is all about. This is the Saturday nights with a western film playing in the background while I stand in front of the canvas. This is the reward for all the other things the fairy elves won't do while I attempt to have a personal life. Mary Cassatt also said, "Americans have a way of thinking work is nothing. Come out and play they say." Sing it, Sister is what I say.

Pursuit of anything involves Choice and its even more festive buddy, Chaos (see earlier post). Sometimes making the right choice sucks the big banana. I don't know about you but nobody highlighted that when we studied for the test.

Regardless, some of us will choose to play it safe and some of us will be forever launching ourselves into the unknown with blithe abandon. And it's okay to do either one and probably wisest to do a saner combination both extremes. Myself, I am leaning a little toward launching. However you are so inclined, I hope you are enjoying your journey!

Life=Art, Art=Life

Dear Blog, it has been too long since I wrote in you. Here I am again, when the everyday has gotten to be too much and I once again must express myself or spontaneously combust.

"I would not cast out my illness, for there is much in my art that I owe it to."
Edward Munch

"I have put has my heart and soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process."
Vincent VanGogh

"You should keep on painting no matter how difficult it is, because this is all part of experience, and the more experience you have the better it is - unless it kills you, and then you know you have gone too far."
Alice Neal

Recently I wandered and wondered down a different path, and have once again been reminded that it's probably a good idea keep to the one thing that has held and sustained me my whole life. Growing up in a small Southern Baptist town taught me early on that artist as outsider is more the norm than the exception, and that being different is not something that is always respected or celebrated. This has been my reality for a long time, and most of the time I am at peace with it.

When I was young I wanted very badly to fit in with the kids at school, but never quite achieved it. Even now, I still secretly long (not so secretly now) to be accepted. Even more, for someone to see me and actually want to talk to me about life and art and be interested in what I have to say. Recent experience has once again demonstrated to me that my life is rich in many ways, but that I can't have everything (at least not all at once).

"Of all lies, art is the least untrue."
Gustave Flaubert

Chaos

Another big topic. Here goes:

In the process of creativity and life at a certain point chaos reigns. Think: making the big life-changing move, know where you're moving to and what goodies await. Yet still: there are the bits and pieces of life waiting to be sorted and packed and classified in order to make that big move. At first, all is well but at the end there are always things to save and organize but not enough time,energy and inclination to do so.

Every time I begin a painting this happens. At first it's all big ideas and big brushes. Inevitably, at some point reality will set in and I will think, "What was I thinking"? It's at this point the sheep start to get separated from the rams.

Choices in art and life abound at this point:
Give up and walk away?
Throw something and swear vigorously?
Paint over the damn thing and pretend it never happened?
Some combination of the above?

Whether any, all or a combination of the above, I think it's important to recognize that chaos is integral to change, growth and life in general. Our companion chaos is not comfortable and not warm and fuzzy, but I'm thinking chaos is necessary to all of us on our journey.

Measuring Success: Here Comes the Judge

In my last blog I talked about measuring success. It's all relative, correct? What about when you (or me) is the judge?

It is human nature that we measure our (perceived) worth against that of our peers and family in any number of situations. Think wealth, looks, jobs, children, etc. Case in point: the Art Show.

On Saturday I am one of 3 judges of over 80 artists and artisans at a show in my area. Oh, No. What was I thinking? This is not a good idea for several reasons:

1] Everyone worked so hard and paid a fee to be there, so I believe they are all winners. How am I supposed to pick just a few?
2) The amount of time I have to consider all this work is short and (see above) no matter what their work looks like, they deserve respect for being there.
3) Who am I to be in charge of looking at this work and awarding prizes?

Once again, we are back to measuring success. Maybe the TRUE measure of success is to be in the moment and to be happy to be there. The Dalai Lama talks of relativity: the wealthy man can have a really rich meal and have indigestion; the poor man can have simple meal and know a full, happy belly.

I hope on Saturday I'm able to recognize efforts and hard work and encourage creativity in everyone who participated!

Measuring Success

WOW! This is a pretty big topic to take on, so I believe I'll just dip a toe in and see how the water feels.

In the last fortnight I attended the opening at the Museum of Florida Art and I had a booth at the Boards & Waves Expo. Both events were fabulous good fun, as far as I was concerned. However, the big issue always comes up: SALES. "Are you selling anything?"

This is how some (okay, lots) of people measure success. Money in the art world is tied to myriad definitions of success. Maybe success is making enough lighthouse paintings to make the mortgage but not have a day job. Maybe success is huge worldwide recognition and acclaim with all the ass-kissing in the world. Maybe success is making the booth fee.

I don't know. Truth be told, all of those thoughts flash through my head at some point or another in the process. It's pretty easy to go from a Vincent state of mind (one sale in his lifetime) to Salvador success (everything that man touched was pure gold) in the blink of an eye.

Did I make my booth fee? Sort of. Did I recoup all my expenses? No. Did I make new friends and find new creative ventures to explore? Yes. Do I believe that the venture was a success? Yes. What do you think?

I'd like to close with one of my favorite quotes:

"Love what you do. Believe in your instincts. And you'd better be able to pick yourself up and brush yourself off every day." -Mario Andretti

Persistence

"Kate Comes Ashore" is a personal study in patience and persistence, and I am pleased to say she is finally getting the attention her little self deserves.

I took the photo of my BF Donna's daughter Kate way back in '99. I held on to it until about 3 years ago, when I (finally) felt I had some of the skills necessary to do her justice in a painting.

I used scale and a grid on something like a 1:5 scale to work out the proportions. I painted the face with the image and the canvas upside down to force the L-R brain shift and make me see what the shapes of her face REALLY look like, not what my left brain thinks a face looks like.

The first few times I showed her, the reception was less than enthusiastic. I really got a little paranoid about what people were telling me about her, because I have no experience with portraiture and I had to go back and work out issues several times. I persevered, and now she has a play date at the Museum of Florida Art in DeLand for Florida Biennial V from April 9th through May 30.

BTW: the painting looks just like her at age 4.