Is it art yet?

College work, What is art?
Hannah's drawbridge

Drawbridge painting from college

During college I was working very hard on this painting of a drawbridge.  I wanted to get all the details from my photo.  I wanted the light and shadow.  I wanted the train tracks and the metal beams around them, the wooden underpinnings.  I spent a lot of time on that painting.  Then one day, I was walking into the studio and the head of the art department called out “Is it art yet?”

It’s funny thinking back to that painting.  I did about three bridge paintings with train tracks and they all found homes.  I was very proud of them.  However, my teacher had a point.  How long do you need to work on something before it’s art?  The truth is that art can be anything so you can put as little or as much work into the actual product as you want.  I don’t mean to get into a discussion of what art is.  However, I think it’s important to note that this gives artists a lot of flexibility, to go between abstraction and representational art, between finished and unfinished products.  And I think that’s part of what makes art expressive and fun. 

Death and Life

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“Death and Life” acrylic on canvas 36×48″

“Death and Life” was inspired by a photo I took at one of the Metro stations in DC and the painting “Death and Life” by Gustav Klimt.  Essentially both images had a baby in my brain.  I wanted something overwhelming and bright.

Some people have asked me about the crosses.  Crosses cover the garments of Death in Klimt’s painting and I really like the effect and how it looks.  I included a skull so that the reference would be clearer.

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DC Metro

Eugene the Elephant

print

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Eugene is my elephant.  He has been with me since before college which says a lot because college was 12 years ago.  It’s possible that he came in a happy meal.  The print above was his first appearance in my work.  It was an assignment for my printmaking class at Drew and I think I was having a very hard time deciding what to make images of in that class.  That is the foundation of my relationship with this stuffed elephant.  I draw him when I have no idea about what to draw…and squares sometimes.

Now Eugene has his own shelf in my studio.  He sits right behind where I paint my pictures, quietly.  He makes appearances on my instagram account on occasion too.

 

Snakes

acrylic painting

I recently was inspired by my continuing education in Biodynamic Craniosacral Therapy (BCST) to paint snakes.  I know that probably sounds like a big jump in topics.  However, some of my classmates said that’s what they were seeing when they were receiving or giving BCST sessions.

The snakes below are Brazilian rainbow boas.

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30×40 inches.  Acrylic on canvas.

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16×20 inches.  Acrylic on canvas.

 

Spring Takes Its Time

Meredith's poetry
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Crocuses outside my house.

Spring takes its time

It teases

Warm days appear in cold months

The light changes

The sun shines later in the day

In slow motion the earth thaws

Nature gets noisier

 

Spring takes its time

The first sounds seem so loud in the quiet

And then it’s here

And you’ll swear you didn’t see it coming

When did the flowers grow?

When did the frogs start chirping?

You never paid attention

Rainbow Squares

doodle, ink, sketch book

In the past week or two I’ve been writing a lot.  It’s sort of funny since I’ve always thought of myself as more visual than verbal.  However, as a result of all the ideas coming out of my head I’ve needed to burn off some energy.  Exercise is good for this but also painting or drawing.  Since I’ve had no ideas for drawing recently I went to my fall back, drawing squares.  Below you will see the hundreds of squares that I drew and colored in.  If you like to look at pretty colors this should be right up your alley.

The Small Things and God

doodle, ink, Meredith's poetry, sketch book

It’s the Small Things That Matter

In the end, it’s the small things that matter

They accumulate like sand on a big beach

Each grain, seemingly inconsequential on its own

but so important for the shape of the full form

You could make a ripple in the ocean with a grain of sand

It’s just like you could change the course of your life with a thought

They both are unseen with the naked eye

But if trained, you can see how one small change can lead in a whole new direction

It’s the small things that matter

Because in the end without the small things there is nothing big to look forward to

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God

God is a foreign concept to me

Yet so close

I pray and I thank the concept

What is the concept?

What is God?

A man?  A benevolent force? A creature from the New Testament if you’re christian

Someone or something responsible for everything

So not truly benevolent unless you believe that everything bad is a force called Satan

I don’t know

God is a foreign concept to me

I have not seen or touched it

I have not heard or tasted it

All I have felt is hope in my heart and bones

So I pray

I pray to stoke the fires of my joy, my like force, my optimism

I pray to something I don’t understand

And I wonder if I need to