word

dusty soul here.

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this pretty much sums it all up for me.

dusting myself off.

with color.

eraser bits.

and.

goodness.

creativeGIRL: The Land of Light and Shadows (my first online solo class)

tomorrow is the last day to join in on the fun for the earlybird price. it is going to be pretty darn good. i hope you will join me.

to register for my class, please be sure you are registered on jeanneoliver.ning.com as a member first. it’s free. once you are a member of the site, just click on creativeGIRL and join!

creative collaboration. courtney walsh.

my friend, courtney walsh has a way with words. she puts things in perspective. makes you think. dig a little deeper.

and she is a bonafide writer with published books and everything. and she is sweet. and open. i love that i have connected with her.

she posted these words earlier this week. and it really resonated with me.

so i just messaged her and said (because if any of you know me, i randomly put fear of rejection aside and just ask.) hey, can I combine your words with my art and give the print away?

because i want to throw some danielle-ish love out there. so here it is. i hope you love it enough to print it as a reminder that you are a good person. and sometimes you just have to move on.

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i support creative practicing. jen osborn.

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This post is the fifth in my new series, “I support creative practicing”. Over the course of the next few weeks I will be sharing some of the creative souls that help me to grow as an artist.  Each of them openly acknowledges who pushes them to grow their art. Each of them supports the process of creative practicing. Soaking it all in, learning from all sorts of creatives and then turning it all into something that they can call their own. As it should be. Seriously.

This week I am happy to share one of my favorite peeps, jen osborn. We are able to have complete conversations using only FB stickers. I love that.

Tell me about what is sitting on your art table right now. Who inspired you to create it? What did you see that spurred you into action?  Can we see a picture of it?  

Right now I have a couple cardboard houses that I’m painting for friends and family with acrylic paint. I want to try using my background techniques for painting on canvas, and then use an oil based pen to draw details around the doors and windows after.

I found these awesome cardboard houses on Etsy while looking for Christmas decorations, and I thought they would be great gifts for after the New Year. I’m thinking it might be fun to draw the recipients word for 2014 on it, and then they can fill it with things that helped them realize their word as the year progresses.

I did this really fun house for the release of Roben-Marie’s stamp line. I’ve also been drawing a lot of houses in my art journals for a couple years now, so a 3D house seemed like the next step. I used my painted/ stamped house, and Linda Woods painted houses as a starting point.

If you could sit next to one of the masters and pick their creative brains, who would it be and why?  

Wow, I would like to spend a day with so many of them, but if I could only choose one it would have to be Vincent Van Gogh. I would love to sit and talk with him about how he viewed the world; why he choose to portray the world in swirls and slaps of paint. I know he was a tortured soul, but I can totally relate to his unbridled compulsion when it came to creating I saw an exhibit of his original painting at the Detroit Institute of art, and his story of unrequited love and personal torment really touched my heart.. I am in love with my palate knife, and he did things with that simple tool that blows my mind to this day. The science side of my brain would love to have long discussions with Leonardo DaVinci. His imagination and mastery of everyday objects is phenomenal. I would love to share art journals with him, and daydream about creating fantastical machines.

Feel free to add a link to something that would help explain…

Vincent Van Gogh – the letters: http://www.vangoghletters.org/vg/

Vincent Van Gogh Museum – Amsterdam: http://www.vangoghmuseum.nl/vgm/index.jsp?page=98&lang=en

Vincent van Gogh – Metropolitan Museum of Art: http://www.metmuseum.org/toah/hd/gogh/hd_gogh.htm

If you could sit next to a creative crush for a day, who would it be? And don’t cheat, it has to be someone who has no idea who you are?

Spending time creating with other artists is hands down one of my favorite things to do. Since I create all day at home by myself, I have to admit that I spend a fair amount of time daydreaming about playdates! There are so many I could choose from either people I’m blessed to actually know, to artists that I stalk on Instagram. If I could sit and crush groove all day with someone right now who has no idea who I am it would have to be the Japanese illustrator/ director Hayao Miyazaki. His works had such a huge influence on my art when I was first starting out, and I really try to maintain his fresh & childlike perspective when creating art. He’s able to reach across nationalities, and create characters that speak to our hearts. The fact that he just drew his last movie hits home the fact that it would be a life changing meeting for me. I have huge respect for the storytellers of all generations.

It’s a true gift to be able to convey a story so that the person hearing it actually cares about the outcome.

That’s a gift Miyazaki-san definitely has.

 

If you can, describe the magical turn when something that comes together -when all the bits and pieces fall together after lots of practice? 

Sometimes I have a hard time falling into my groove. My daily life can be really quiet, and sometimes I need music or background noise to get peaceful inside. I can only create amazing things when I am completely still in my soul. For me it starts with a tickle or itch in my fingertips. I get a bit flushed in the face, and my heart starts to race a bit as I fall into the groove of creating. I loose all track of time, and it can either zoom by or tick away at a snail’s pace depending on my mood. It’s like running a marathon, giving birth, or doing really good drugs; it’s a rush that starts in the center of my mind and spreads outward like a ginormous explosion.

You can find Jen and more about her creative ways at the following:

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I have been asked to be a part of an upcoming class, Studying Under the Masters hosted by Jeanne Oliver and includes 7 other amazing artists. The premise of the class is that each of us will study under a master artist as an apprentice. I will be focusing on Georgia O’Keeffe and copying her work and studying her as an apprentice would. I will (hopefully) take bits and pieces of what I learned from her and turn them into something that is all mine.

Have you signed up for Studying Under the Masters yet? It starts this month and it is going to be awesome!  Just click the PayPal button below!

paypal i support creative practicing. jen osborn.

i support creative practicing. kelly barton.

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This post is the first in my new series, “I support creative practicing”. Over the course of the next few weeks I will be sharing some of the creative souls that help me to grow as an artist.  Each of them openly acknowledges who pushes them to grow their art. Each of them supports the process of creative practicing. Soaking it all in, learning from all sorts of creatives and then turning it all into something that they can call their own. As it should be. Seriously.

I have been asked to be a part of an upcoming class, Studying Under the Masters hosted by Jeanne Oliver and includes 7 other amazing artists. The premise of the class is that each of us will study under a master artist as an apprentice. I will be focusing on Georgia O’Keeffe and copying her work and studying her as an apprentice would. I will (hopefully) take bits and pieces of what I learned from her and turn them into something that is all mine.

While this class will hold different meanings and have different a-ha moments for each teacher but for me, I think it is really important that we find a way to acknowledge that we all (every single one of us) practices by emulating other artists, old and new, to learn and grow our own style of creating. We need to start openly sharing that we pull inspiration from everything and tuck it away in our noggin to use another time. And that the beauty in all of this is that there is a magic moment when it all comes together and becomes something that is ours alone. I want fingers to point at others in a positive rather than negative way.

(So basically, I hate the copying foshizz that is going on. The accusations, the fear of sharing my process, and the folks who actually copy things without taking the time to make it their own. And most certainly the negative drama that ensues within ourselves, our friends and peeps we don’t even know.) *I am not saying it is ok to blatantly copy and sell it as your own – that’s copyright infringement and just bad juju. So don’t hate on me in the Comments section.

I am hoping that in my week during the course – I can spill my creative guts out and share who I love and how they helped me.  And I am hoping you will too when I share what you have to say in your guest blog post.

This week I am happy to share my creative other-half, Kelly Barton.

Tell me about what is sitting on your art table right now. Who inspired you to create it? What did you see that spurred you into action?  Can we see a picture of it?  

at this very moment, my BIG green table is filled with wood slices. they were inspired by two different forces. a chain of events really. last summer during the Your Story retreat as a poem was read i began drawing a really organic object, as i listened to the words i found myself pulling the lines over one another and ended it with a little heart kite. i sat there looking at it, happy and satisfied.

as if this little drawing was the noble peace prize. (i rarely get this feeling)

I knew that this would soon be a series. moving down the road to a few weeks ago, i hadn’t been creative much and i just was feeling this itch to paint something and i posted a little picture of a heart, in my “threaded” style and my girl nina cunningham (an amazing artist) sent me a note telling me how it reminded her of a family member who had lost her husband and how brave in love she was. so i grabbed a little wood slice and painted a threaded heart for her and titled it brave.love.

i love the idea of our hearts filled with all the criss crossing, tangles  and clear skies we have greeted in life. 

If you could sit next to one of the masters and pick their creative brains, who would it be and why?  

gosh this one is so hard for me to answer. could it be more like the last supper and i am sitting in the middle of 12 masters with a good cocktail and they are waiting to help me with whatever technique i wanted to work on next. there is so much to learn and i have been inspired by so many artists.

If you could sit next to a creative crush for a day, who would it be? And don’t cheat, it has to be someone who has no idea who you are?

lenny kravitz???? oh you mean as in the visual or studio arts. well dang.

if i could sit and paint with anyone (who has no clue who i am) than i would say jesse reno. to just sit, chat and paint would be amazing. i have been wanting to take a class from him, for years and just for process and creating new items from old items, dolan geiman. he is a midwest dude (chicago). he uses so many elements to create a piece of art. and the use of his colors and flair make me happy. he just seems to have created quite a following and brand.

If you can, describe the magical turn when something that comes together -when all the bits and pieces fall together after lots of practice? 

when i was little i loved christmas. my parents never had much money. my dad is an educator and my mom stayed home with us. but somehow they made it magical. we were allowed to sleep around the tree, with the lights on and each christmas morning my older brother would come wake up my sister and me and take us down to see what santa had delivered. and there around the tree were three little piles of goodies. i used to be so excited. santa never wrapped our presents. it was magic. wondering how that tubby dude made it into the house and not burn his bum when he went through the chimney, that led to our furnace.

magic. it feels like that.

You can find Kelly and soulfully creative work on her website and Etsy:

www.kellybarton.com
www.kellybarton.etsy.com

 

Have you signed up for Studying Under the Masters yet? Well, get to it! I am giving away a pretty awesome prize if I do say so myself.  Just click the PayPal button below!

paypal i support creative practicing. kelly barton.

a declaration of you. celebration.

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I am so happy to be a part of The Declaration of You’s BlogLovin’ Tour, which includes over 200 other creative bloggers. Learn more — and join us! – by clicking hereThe Declaration of You, published by North Light Craft Books is ready and waiting for you to dive into the pages and find your own creative voice.

This week’s posts are all about CELEBRATION. Celebration of our creative that is present in all us. And how we share it. And love it.

Perfect timing for me. I just returned from an adventure with my cohort in crime, Marilyn. We packed her car full of art supplies and a couple of clothing changes and headed down to LA at Studio Crescendoh for the opportunity to learn from one of my favorite artists, Jennifer Mercede.

I started this year with the resolve to learn how to embrace my process with more love (for myself and my gifts) by focusing on how other artists stay open to reinventing themselves and moving forward with their art. And moving through ruts and snags. And techniques of course.

To truly celebrate the process.

And it was all of that. And more.

(Art can be isolating. I am, for the most part, a very creative hermit.) And I (re)realized that part of the process is connecting with the community of like-minded souls that surround me. Even if they are 6 hours away.

I got in the car and we told stories and laughed. And ate bad food. And loved each other up. We might have even cried. Maybe. But there was way more laughing – as it should be on a road trip.

Two-days in the studio. Surrounded by paint and ideas and even more giggling. And scribbling. (And blind-contour drawing with a nude model.) And it was awesome. It connected me to the girl who got to take classes like Advanced Watercolor and Life Drawing. And lots of inner-hand-clapping. Celebrating a rediscovered gift. YAY. ME.

Repeat above road trip. With even better stories.

All in all, a true celebration of the process.  Not just the time in the studio. But the times in between that tie it all together.  That’s what makes sense of why I do what I do with my art in the breaks between the everyday and sleep.

One exercise Jennifer asked us to participate in was a journaling assignment of sorts (not a write it down girl) of anything that came through our noggins. Nonsense. Thoughts. Complete Randomness.  I am going to put a twist on it here and encourage you to share some random words in a comment after reading this post about celebration.

donuts. wonky parking. smells. too many of them. good food. friends. feeling tired but full. good to go. so many doodles. literally. it is what it is. yellow, really? wow. blind. planet of the apes. overwhelm. uncomfortable. tired. really. but good. and i miss marilyn. so much. the end. so, so, so many layers.

I can’t wait to be a part of The Declaration of You’s Facebook party TODAY at 9:30-10a PST/11:30a-12p CST/12:30-1p EST. We’ll be chatting in real time about CELEBRATION over at facebook.com/TheDeclarationOfYou. Hope you can join us!

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some people.

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so much truth in this. the good, the bad and the ugly.

sometimes there is nothing to figure out or rework.

most of the time it is exactly what it is.

and btw, i love this piece. i covered up old. for the second time. and it felt good. more on that later.

 

defining a true personal strength.

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i thought i would verbalize my complete disdain for all things IT related. oh. and learning new computer programs.

this is the thing (a mantra of sorts).

in order to determine if you have a true personal strength for something that seems to bring out the worst in you or saps you of your good energy – a task, a skill, a trait – you need to answer YES to two questions. (and there cannot be a considerable pause when answering – not even a little bit)

  1. Are you good at it?
  2. Do you like to do it?

Pretty basic. But really. That is it. YES to both.

I am good at learning new programs. I am relentless in my quest to conquer the beast. I will NOT give up. And I do feel pretty frickin good when I master it.

BUT I HATE IT. I hate thinking I get it only to not really get it. I hate getting it then forgetting it and having to relearn. I hate having to ask questions in the stupid HELP box.

Does that make sense?

give it a whirl. the next time you procrastinate. hesitate. grumble in your head. or decide it isn’t worth delegating. or skipping. or not doing altogether. ask yourself.

  1. Are you good at it?
  2. Do you like to do it?

if you figure out it isn’t a strength of yours. think about how much energy you are using. and is it worth it. and btw. in my experience. once you have deciphered where you really stand. usually it doesn’t change. even if you want it to. and that is ok.

could you have someone do it for you? could you trade for it? could you just not do it and do something else instead?

tell a friend in need.

i am sorry i can’t help you with that. i know it looks like i am a stud but it actually is not a strength of mine. i am happy to help in this way though. i love to do it and am good at it, too!”

and sometimes. you don’t have a choice. like me with the stupid second job program. it’s my job. no two ways around it. but.

i can take breaks.

i can ask questions from an expert.

i can give myself a bit of grace by repeating. this is not a strength but i can do it. this is not a strength but i can do it. this is not a strength but i can do it.

for me. i still bang my head. or maybe drop the f-bomb a few times. knowing i have a ton of true personal strengths. and tons of things that i am not so good at and love to do. too many to list. just not this.

I swim to save my soul.


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When I go for a drive I like to pull off to the side

Of the road, turn out the lights, get out and look up at the sky

And I do this to remind me that I’m really, really tiny

In the grand scheme of things and sometimes this terrifies me

But it’s only really scary cause it makes me feel serene

In a way I never thought I’d be because I’ve never been

So grounded, and so humbled, and so one with everything

I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything

Rock and roll is fun but if you ever hear someone

Say you are huge, look at the moon, look at the stars, look at the sun

Look at the ocean and the desert and the mountains and the sky

Say I am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye

I am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye

When I saw Geneviève I really liked it when she said

What she said about the giant and the lemmings on the cliff

She said ‘I like giants

Especially girl giants

Cause all girls feel too big sometimes

Regardless of their size’

When I go for a drive I like to pull off to the side

Of the road and run and jump into the ocean in my clothes

*I’m smaller than a poppyseed inside a great big bowl

And the ocean is a giant that can swallow me whole

So I swim for all salvation and I swim to save my soul

But my soul is just a whisper trapped inside a tornado

So I flip to my back and I float and I sing

I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything

I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything

So I talked to Geneviève and almost cried when she said

That the giant on the cliff wished that she was dead

And the lemmings on the cliff wished that they were dead

So the giant told the lemmings why they ought to live instead

When she thought up all those reasons that they ought to live instead

It made her reconsider all the sad thoughts in her head

So thank you Geneviève, cause you take what is in your head

you make things that are so beautiful and share them with your friends

We all become important when we realize our goal

Should be to figure out our role within the context of the whole

And yeah, rock and roll is fun, but if you ever hear someone

Say you are huge, look at the moon, look at the stars, look at the sun

Look at the ocean and the desert and the mountains and the sky

Say I am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye

I am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye

I am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye

And I don’t wanna make her cry

Cause I like giants

song and lyrics by kimla dawson

you can see it here

current (loud) whisperings.

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ox·y·mo·ron

/ˌäksəˈmôrˌän/
Noun: A figure of speech in which apparently contradictory terms appear in conjunction (e.g.,faith unfaithful kept him falsely true).

sometimes I wonder how I put one foot in front of the other. in the literal and figurative sense.

those moments you get so frustrated with yourself that you can’t stand it. as a creative, you know EXACTLY what i am talking about.

i am a walking, talking oxymoron.

i am.

  • creatively anal
  • free-spirited perfectionist
  • compliantly stubborn
  • authoritative follower
  • self-conscious know-it-all
  • brave worrier
  • impressively normal
  • imaginative conformist

these (among others too numerous to count) are my “stuck” places. the in between flashes of frustration with myself. the flashes of doubt that turn into hours. waiting for my brain and heart to decide who the winner is.

current loud whisperings – will my need to create a “signature” look smack down the part of me that just wants to keep trying new stuff - will my need for perfection get in the way of letting go of the messy parts that others may actually find beauty in – and - will i consistently worry about everything until the emerging brave part of me gives up?

gosh i hope not.

ps. this rambling is brought to you by the intense internal battle to paint over this painting and start over. (committed do-over’s) more on this to come.

back by popular demand

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well, by a handful of peeps that love/push me at least.

it is time (and has been for a lifetime) to work towards a fulfilling creative life. while i am quite good at marketing and technology and managing my time. i am NOT good at believing in myself enough to know that i deserve success. i am NOT good at pacing myself. and I am NOT good at opening up to the world with my words.

This is my start (or restart). my website.

  1. grow my art by actually creating a gallery
  2. build my creative circle by sharing my way of creating
  3. learn how to teach virtually
  • since my schedule (and bills) don’t allow me (yet) to do the full-time art thing
  • to hopefully create opportunities to teach in person in the future

it is all about self-acceptance, opening up and accepting all the good that will come with it.

peeking around the creative corner.

woohoo!