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Creating Art in a Hurried World
Every artist knows the feeling of creative paralysis. It’s that sense that your ideas and expressions have frozen solid, immovable and heavy. Working in black and white stripped away distractions and forced me to confront the essence of what I wanted to express. The process mirrored my own journey of breaking through creative blockages.
Rewilding Tidepools: A Reflection on Art and Nature
The thick impasto in "Rewilding Tidepools" mirrors nature's ruggedness and constant transformation. Just as the climate crisis demands a cultural shift, creating art is a negotiation with materials and message. Are we contributing to a stagnant artistic climate or actively bringing new perspectives to life?
"Landfall" – Capturing the Chaos of a Storm in Paint
Trying to capture a storm’s essence can be chaotic. I’ve been battling this overpriced BMF-650 sable blend brush (aka “expensive mistake maker”), trying to pin down the perfect turbulence effect with a tube of Prussian Blue that cost more than my weekly coffee budget. Just when I thought I had it, my easel decided to tumbling thirty feet down rocky terrain. Good thing I didn’t skip the extra thick varnish. The composition took a hit, but sometimes the best art comes from unexpected disasters—or in this case, not-so-happy tumbles. Storm painting is like that: nature’s chaos meets artistic chaos, where the paint does weird things, and you just roll with it.
“Winter Harvest”: Painting the Wind’
Nature is never finished. When I paint the fields, I'm chasing a moment that's already gone. The way the wind sculpted the clouds and drove the crops into patterns like waves. Some people see landscapes as peaceful, but I see them as alive. They are always shifting, always breathing. Winter Harvest is about motion, not stillness. I paint the wind by painting what it moves. The field crops dancing below, the thunderheads building above, the clouds rolling like ocean swells.