Monday, April 21, 2014

Have You Ever Stifled Your Creativity?


I don't think I have ever stifled my creativity completely but I sure have taken the attention of it from myself and redirected it to other avenues...the children, the day jobs, the community, the toilet cleaning. (So yes, I have stifled my creativity over the years, but why?)

Looking back I probably did this out of fear. Out of fear wondering what the results would be. Out of fear of others watching. Would I succeed at being a painter and writer? I had no formal education in art to validate that (other than I got voted most talented in high school.)

I had to be creative. It was fizzling inside me since I was a child. I knew I was artistic so I plugged this energy into other things. I believe I was actually hiding out there. These hide outs allowed me to lurk in the shadows and still feel creative.

It's cool and good to share talents (this is a genuine trait to practice) but I always felt like a piece of me was missing. I longed for the time to devote these efforts for myself. I dreamed of what could evolve if I simply had a go at putting in the work every day.

So on a Thursday, in one full swoop, I got rid of the living room and set up an art studio. (I'm not making this up.) It works out that I live in a rather large house and I could've chosen another room, but getting rid of the living room and replacing it with an art studio screamed, "This lady's ready to paint and write.  Get out of her way," (that or she is menopausal.) Either way....get out of her way!

After three years, I did put the living room back into place and set up an art studio in another room (more privacy and less interruptions.) I believe defining a place to create, with purpose, was a significant turning point because now I valued myself as an artist and writer. Writers write. Painters paint. (It's in the doing that we find ourselves.)





Cheers-
Darlene

Sunday, April 13, 2014

There is an Energy...

"She Forgot She Can't Remember" Canvas Painting/Acrylic/Ink/Oil Pastel




Creative energy is powered by my imagination. I can't have one without the other. Kind of like Tom and Jerry, or Stan and Laurel. Something like toilet and toilet paper or toothbrush and toothpaste.

Imagination isn't something you pack away in a box like your childhood toys once you've out grown them. You never outgrow imagination and creative adventures. In fact, in order to have creative adventures you must continue to nurture your imagination everyday. You must stop the chatter and listen to the whispers. I often have to remind myself, There is an energy...a creative energy that will reach me if I listen to the whispers.

And then act on them. No excuses. Just get to it. Those whispers are your imagination talking to you.

Can't find your imagination?  Not sure what you're looking for?

For me the imagination is those purple rays that come down from the universe and zap me with creative imaginings to write and paint. It is the gusto for observing the wonky stuff around me, and the beautiful things I bump into every day; then the power of getting this material onto paper, recorded somehow, with words or paint.

Cheers-
Darlene


Friday, April 11, 2014

Creativity and Imagination = Joyful Person

Text Reads: I want to wear robes.  Not bath robes but holy ones, bright orange like Buddha, or brown like Jesus.  I want to wear robes with tassels draped around my neck confirming college graduation, or black like a witch.   I want to wear robes.   Simple pure fabrics to transform me.
(5 x 8 Watercolor on 140lb watercolor paper)

 
I've always known I am creative.

At a very young age I was tuned into all of this. The smell of crayolas, paste and paint. The sound of scissors cutting construction paper. The shimmer on snow under the moonlight. The songs of the birds and the lightening shows in the sky. Someone laughing at what I said. Shadows. All of this was exciting to me as a child.

I made stick hobby horses from socks stuffed with pantyhose and I designed and drew my own paper dolls. Imagination was a key element in back yard play and today if I didn't have my childhood imagination there would be no me.I would feel small and dark without a sense of play, creativity and imagination.

I think living an artful-creative-imaginative life is living a joyful, passionate and meaningful life with purpose. Because of this I am gentler, kinder and more loving towards myself and with others.

My creativity is grounded in how I perceive the world and people in it...which in turn fuels my art and writing...and more often than not is expressed in humor...and sometimes lots of glitter.

Let me close by answering that desert island question. I'd be interested to hear how you'd answer it too.

If I could have one thing on a desert island I'd choose CREATIVITY and IMAGINATION! (Well, that's two...(I figure someone will ship me art supplies and a typewriter on the sly.)

 Cheers-
Darlene

But What the Hell For?

Moleskine Watercolor Sketchbook, Uni-Ball Vision Pen, YARKA Pan Watercolors, MaimeriBlu Pan Watercolors, Prismacolor Coloured Pencils



My first sketch out in public. I live in a small village and there is not much to my liking to sketch...not unless I like to draw big trucks and every second customer leaving the convenience store carrying a 30 pack of beer. But I went out anyway. I sat at the picnic table outside an ice cream shop and drew this drive thru across the street. A man came out and peered around the corner at me. I glanced up and said hello, but I got no response just a creepy stare...so I continued to draw.

Nearly done with the sketch I walked across the street to stand in front of the drive thru so I could capture some final details. Out comes a lady and asks what I'm doing. When I explain she cuts me off and says, "What the hell for? Boy, it doesn't take much to entertain you does it?" This makes me laugh out loud. I explain a bit more and she repeats, "But what the hell for?" This is when I wish I had a camera crew because it'd have made a good documentary. I'd call it, "But What the Hell For?"

Have you had any interesting outings sketching?

Cheers-
Darlene

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Tommy Kane's Art Blog: The Ad Campaign

Tommy Kane's Art Blog: The Ad Campaign: The billboards have gone up all along 5th avenue. Tommy Kane's book is finally here. In the coming weeks, I will have a lot of excitin...

Monday, March 31, 2014

Character Illustrations






Developing some basic character ideas for my picture story, "The Tree My Heart."

Cheers-
Darlene

Friday, March 28, 2014

A Peek at my Supplies I Use Creating Illustrations

All of the stuff I use most often with illustrations. This character will be in my picture story "The Tree My Heart." A story about how all of the people are sickly from  the cement and smog they created. (Read excerpts from the story below.)

"Sarah" character illustration in process. She's feeling a wee bit sickly.

When I illustrate characters that I plan to cut out and adhere to a background page I use Strathmore's Mixed Media Visual Journal 5.5 x 8 in. 90lb. The 90lb paper is easier to cut. This character will be sitting on a curb and leaning against a pole. I will either draw and cut out those pieces to adhere in place or I will draw them in as part of the background page.

Caran D'Ache Watersoluable Crayons,   MaimerBlu 1/2 Pan Wtercolors,   Prismacolor "F" Drawing Pencil that does not bleed when blended with water media,   Uni-Ball Vision Pen Black Fine & Micro,   #6 Round Sceptre Gold 11 W&N Paintbrush.

YARKA St. Petersburg Artists' Watercolors (Sequel Set) and the YARKA St. Petersburg Artists' Watercolors (Expanded Set...see top photo for the Expanded Set. The set on the left.) 




Excerpt from the story "The Tree My Heart":

Everyone must wear his shoes,
'Cause all that cement would callous their feet,
It's certainly true.
The buildings are tall,
And some are small,
Some even lean,
Towards the little space in-between.
Up the staircases we climb,
To get to our apartments it takes a lot of time.
Laundry dries from lines pulled tight,
From building to building,
It's a colorful sight.
Busy, busy, off we scurry,
Everyone's in a bunched up hurry.
Car horns screeching,
Car horns honking,
Whatever happened to all the donkeys?



And another excerpt from the story:

On Tuesday, at noon, the scurry did stop,
Everyone was feeling a little bit hot.
Sarah was flushed,
Her mom couldn't rush,
Like she used to trek to catch the bus.
Lee couldn't see half the time,
He blinked and blinked and cried out a whine.
Sarah slumped and then she sat,
Right there on the curb where everyone spat.
"Help me, I'm sick,"
"I've got to get to the doctor quick."
But, Tom, and Linda, and Brittany Sue,
Walked on by 'cause they were sick, too.
Coughing and hacking,
Dizzy spells, too,
Aunt Millie in apartment one-million and three,
Could hardly even breathe.


There are so many fabulous watercolors out there. What do you use? Do you prefer pans or tubes? I want to try them all...but oh expensive!

Cheers,
Darlene


They Draw & Cook Illustrations







These are illustrations for "They Draw & Cook" blog. http://www.theydrawandcook.com/ Salli and Nate just sponsored an illustrated recipe contest with GLAD company and awarded $2,500.00 in prizes to 6 winners. Every month an artist has a chance to win $100.00 for a favorite illustrated recipe chosen by Salli and Nate. A creative and fun Blog with many other features you may want to check out.

Illustrations were done with YARKA  Watercolors, Caran D'Ache Watersoluable Crayons, Caran D'Ache Oil Pastels, Uni-Ball Vision Pen and 140 lb Arches Watercolor paper.

Do you like to draw food?

Cheers,
Darlene