Acrylic Paintings

My Busy Art 1

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I call it my ‘Busy Art’ because that’s how it feels. Acrylics on canvas and paper on canvas. Would some call it Intuitive Abstract or simply Collage? I’ve seen artists attempting to avoid too much ‘busyness’ in their art, but here I am embracing it. Unplanned, of course. Realism and good sketching don’t seem to be part of my skill set, but that’s okay with me. I do believe that I worked with that challenge in at least one other lifetime but now my personality feels more in tune with spontaneity, surprise and trying new and different expressions of what artistry means to me. I am more in tune with abstraction which for me is not emotional or cozy art. It’s like cold calculus in a way, though I’m a bit of a ‘Spock’ with regard to depth of emotions. Not as intelligent, of course, though I do envision unusual things at times. For example, I recently had a conversation with my son, Aaron, who has published four books on physics and reverse physics theories recently and this conversation led to my telling him of something I envisioned. He said it was about Calculus. I see a horizontal line starting with 0 (which has always fascinated me to no end) and on the right is a line of plus 1, plus 2, plus 3, and so on to infinity. There on the left of 0 is minus 1, minus 2, minus 3, and so on to infinity. Now I see this horizontal line of Numbers become more ‘spherical’ in every direction. It awes me. My son says it is Growth. I like that. I wouldn’t know how to ‘paint’ that or express it in art. Maybe, Ai could do that?

Quiet Art 1

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Acrylics on canvas and paper on canvas abstract. I call it my ‘Quiet Art’. So, I finally stopped procrastinating and started playing with my art supplies again. The winter light through the window and the artificial light dull down the colours so I did some photo editing. You might say that the colours are ‘almost true’. 😂

Intentional

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This is my current project, a slow process of making acrylic on canvas paintings.

When I moved back to Ontario from BC a few months ago, my car was so packed I had to remove two large blank canvases from their frames and roll them up to squeeze them into a small space. The other day, I decided to start a new project so I unrolled them on our patio table to play outside with my acrylic paints. Messy and fun to do. One turned out to look like a tablecloth or shower curtain and the other looked overdone like a forgotten steak on the BBQ, neither destined for the Louvre, I know. However, it was my intention to create varying sized pieces of mosaics from the start. honestly 😂 Mosaic pieces are often a ‘go to’ when recycling some paintings I have done. My only ambition is fun. As you can see, I am only in the cutting phase of paint, cut, paste and display. I’ll probably add other surprise (to me) elements as I sometimes do. I’m in no hurry so will post more photos later perhaps.

Getting Ready

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Like a squirrel gathering nuts here for a long, cold winter, I have been gathering art and craft supplies for future creative endeavours. Moving here to Northeastern Ontario from Victoria on Vancouver Island in British Columbia last June meant leaving much behind again but I did manage to transport what I thought were essentials in my old car. My son relocated his office to another part of the house so now my daughter and I share this Arts and Crafts Room while she is visiting. (I’ve only photographed ‘my stuff’ and even then there are several yarn bins for weaving projects and shelves of tools and supplies tucked away elsewhere.) The photos are the room ‘as is’ for now, neat and organized. When it becomes creatively messy with use, I’ll call it a ‘Studio’:)

Like a squirrel…
I bought and assembled a cabinet with much struggle to understand instructions, a humbling experience, then filled it in all of a few minutes.
I wonder how long this cabinet will stay organized and tidy.
I’ve temporarily tacked my painting over the new desk I assembled as I had to dispense with the frame of this mixed media to roll it for a space in my car, otherwise it would be among ‘those things left behind’. Some might consider it ‘tacky’ but it makes me happy to look at this and recall how the rain contributed to my art.
A wider claimed corner for supplies to remember it’s pristine state in the future:)

I managed to save a few of my weavings and paintings for myself, having gifted such (as well as sculptures) and donated others to charities. Like my poetry, I think of these as simply my hobbies.