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I wanted to try something. I wanted to capture the beauty of the peonies growing in my garden. I didn’t want to press them. I didn’t want to paint them, or take their photo. I wanted to make them the art. So, I collected my materials: paper, fabric, tape, board, tiny little flowers…and a hammer.I’m not used to creating such sweet sentimental things. I have now made pretty pieces that my mother loves. Yet the whole time, I felt a little like Tyler Durden. Perhaps that is edgy enough.
This is turning into, ‘That Wilkie Girl’s Sketchbook Doodles Workbook’ blog! But heck, no reason I shouldn’t post such things…so I just will. (Photo work and other paintings are still staying close to home for now)
In my on-going-renewed-love-affair with watercolours, I tried something new…a portrait. I haven’t played with faces for, what seems like ‘ever; never mind a watercolour one. (Read: Im tres rusty). The mixing, the tones, the shadows; that was my focus.
So, while the swallows bravely visited me for crumbs on Crema’s patio and after I put down my new-used copy of Frannery O’Connor; I began a quick sketch of no one in particular. Then with a finger over the tip of my straw, I drew diluted iced-americano into my palate and mixed muted colours on a overcast afternoon.
When it comes to learning and/or being creative I believe one key thing…PLAY. I’ve taught others: photography, darkroom (in the day), basic art techniques, and I’ve always encourage them to play with the tools and the skills they are developing. Yet, sometimes when I get frustrated with my own projects or laundry list of things to do, I have to remind myself to do just that; play. When you play you open the doors of creativity. You allow yourself make mistakes because they aren’t really mistakes, they are part of the messy process. You get messy and you learn..kinda just like life.
This weekend marked the opening of the Arts Market 2nd location in Toronto…and I was there selling my wares.
Although the rain fell heavily at times, people flocked to the Grand Opening to see the variety of artists and craft peoples work. This is not only a great cross-section of talent, it is a wonderful addition to the city, as a venue to find creative gems. This is so true, that the Arts Market is a contender for NOW Magazine’s Best Unique Gift Shop!
Visit the sites, visit the store (846 College St. Toronto), like me on facebook, follow me on Twitter, drop me a line, do something creative, be happy!
Hey ya’ll, if you’ve been diggin’ my art work check out Charlie Whiskey Co., my new company fb page.
Charlie Whiskey Co. creates visual works of art inspired by: old sailors, fashionable ladies, and mother nature…with some random pop culture for good measure. Lino Block prints, paintings on wood and found objects, as well as photographic imagery.
If you are in Toronto and want to see more, check out the Arts Market‘s new location. Grand Opening June 22nd!
See ya there!
Me and my Chuck Taylor sneakers, have been trekking about the city, enjoying the fine spring weather. This seems to have inspired a revisiting to a old photo essay, which I guess you could say is just on-going photo essay. Love my Chucks.
One of my philosophies when photographing: get out, walk around, look all around. Changing your perspective does wonders for, well, your perspective. I’ve seriously climbed trees and laid my cheek to the pavement, not only to find the best shot, but to see what things look like outside my regular eye level.
This time I’ve simply looked down, but remember, Art is messy…don’t be afraid to get dirty.
Growing up, I never played on any sports team, I never took piano lessons, I never had anything that required regular practice for a greater goal…well, unless you count my mother making me memorize my lines for the Christmas concert so much that I can still recite it on demand (my god, I was 5 years old!)
Although I wasn’t involved in such challenging activities, I have since learned that there is something to, not just learning ‘something’ new, but in practicing.
As an adult, I tried playing on the company softball team. Turns out I was an ok catcher. Hitting, well, I walked a lot and when not walking it, I was striking out. But after awhile, I started hitting the ball. Awhile after that, I started seeing the ball in sort of a slow motion, thus allowing me to hit the ball with more precision. Practice and focus helped me to not suck so much!
Creatively, the classes I have taken, the workshops I’ve attended, the mediums I’ve studied; they all help. I start rusty and in the end I’m better. It seems so obvious, but when you look at your progress, well, it feels pretty good.
So, as a reminder, I plan on sketching, painting, drawing, writing, photographing…more!
Practice does indeed take you closer to perfection. Note* I say, closer to perfection, for perfection in the arts, in my opinion, is completely subjective. I’m not out to win the World Series.
Peace and never stop learning. ~C