Coloring my world.

Today I have been thinking about my art. Wondering what drives me to create. Why do I feel so happy when throwing the color teal down on a canvas. Neon pink makes me giggle; neon orange makes me delirious; neon magenta gives me the chills. Color surrounds us in the blue sky; the green grass, the yellow sun, the red cardinal who sings faithfully every day and in every corner of our life color maintains us. There have been many studies on the effects of color and our moods. Advertisers use colors to draw us into their products. The purchase of a beautifully colored purse or dress is usually the result of an advertisement we’ve seen. How does this tie into my thinking about my art? The answer can only be color. I think a lot of the color choices I make when painting on canvas are not really thinking about the choice of color but, rather feeling the color as it splashes across my canvas. Some days I feel so neon pink and others I feel so deliriously orange and some days the choice of yellow causes a calm to run over me in the most assuring way. How does color affect you?

What kind of an artist are you?

What kind of an artist are you? Some artist just sit down or stand, paint brush in hand and they have a definite idea, a creative sketch which they put down on canvas, paper or in an art journal. After five years of painting, and trying to figure out what kind of an artist I am, I have accepted that I don’t have a particular artist title I just love to paint. What I do know is that I love to paint and create. I need to paint. I am not your typical artist professionally trained I am self-taught, or it’s just in my DNA. Painting makes me happy, it helps me to stay focused on life and I feel good when I have completed a canvas. I get excited over gesso, smeared on paper, on a canvas or in an old book. I feel such joy when I pick up a bottle of neon pink, neon orange or really any bottle filled with color. The possibilities are endless once you start and all it takes is a brush, paint and something to lay your paint on. My art style is just my style. We all have our own way of creating, it doesn’t matter if you are professionally trained or self-trained. I have grown as an artist over these five years. I feel more self-confident. I believe in going with my first intuition it has never failed me in these five years. I haven’t always had a trust of my own intuition. I don’t believe we are born with it, I do think we can learn to be open to trusting our inner feelings and trusting that what we are feeling is right and true. I am an artist and I paint what I feel. That’s my style……..