Go Big or Go Home

•May 11, 2017 • 2 Comments
A Place to Wander final 4 22A Place to Wander” Oil on Canvas, 4ft by 5ft by Christine L. Owens

“Go Big or Go Home” is a saying that we hear in the art world often. It’s an invitation to stretch, to join the Big Boys.

In 2016 I set myself “A Big Scary Goal: Paint a Four-Foot Painting!” A big scary goal is something that sets your body to shivers when the voices in your head tell you that such a thing is “impossible.” Yes, the thought made my head spin; but, taking risks with my painting is how I grow. In May 2017, I finished this piece! DID IT!
Here’s how it happened! Yes, there’s a process for facing your fears.

First, I wrote down my goal somewhere that I would see it daily. I use Simpleology, a website that you might like to explore, because it gives me the tools that I need to organize this crazy, wild brainstorm that occurs constantly in my head and focuses me on getting things done.

Next, I let the thoughts brew about what would be WORTH painting that big. I knew that my style would need to shift to a less detailed practice, which is another goal.

That summer my favorite art supply store closed (sigh) and all of their supplies went on sale! What did I see waiting for me? You guessed it: a 4ft x 5ft canvas for half price! All of the “Don’t do it!” “Where will you store this?” “Your studio isn’t big enough so just where do you think you will work on this?” brainwork started, but I dismissed them by countering with the excitement that assured me that it would work itself out with time. It barely fit into the back of my RAV4 to get it home, where it stood for months blocking an unused cabinet and where my husband stores his bicycle.

In July 2016 we visited with friends from college. My friend has a home in McCall and reminisced that she’d like a huge painting of the Teton Mountains for a very long wall. Landscapes aren’t what I enjoy doing because “neutrals” are boring to me. I paint flowers because they are colorful and vibrant! That thought rolled around until we went camping near McCall at the Ponderosa Campground. There I found so many wild flowers that I just wanted to roll in them for joy!

In February of 2017 we had a little flood in our basement where the canvas was stored…yes, it was okay because it was still covered in it’s plastic seal. This pushed me toward getting that canvas used. That same month I received a call asking me to display my artwork at the Hayden Lake Chamber of Commerce. When we returned from our vacation, I went to the office to talk and take a look before agreeing. HUGE walls, a painter’s delight, brought my imagination to it’s fullest! Okay, THIS is where my 4×5 needs to hang!

In March it all came together: the wildflowers, the wall, the canvas and my motivation.

How do you get the work done? You show up for work every day, no excuses. The first step on the first day was to somehow set that canvas up in my little studio. Because it was too big for my easel, I set one side on the easel and propped up the other side with a stool and books until it was level. Artists have wonderful problem solving skills. And so I began.

Each day a new problem was solved. Each day I learned something new. Every day I went to my studio to paint (except Sundays…one must fit family outings in somewhere). This was the first time I had painted without drawing first. This was the first time! And it was wonderful! I pushed through that horrid middle time of “What the hell am I doing?’ Slowly, as the Chinese proverb teaches, one little step at time will get where you want to go. Just take that first leap, that first step into the unknown.

The result of taking a big, scary risk, is often spectacular! “A Place to Wander” was voted First Place for the People’s Choice this last weekend at the Coeur d’Alene Art Association’s Showcase Exhibit. I am thrilled and grateful that my work is appreciated! It is now hanging at the Hayden Lake Chamber of Commerce as planned for May and June, along with twelve more of my paintings. Big Scary Goal accomplished!

Hayden Lake Chamber of Commerce
P.O. Box 1210
8254 N. Government Way
Hayden, ID 83835
(208) 762-1185
(209) 699-0790
email: info@haydenchamber.org
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The Private Lives of the Impressionists

•August 3, 2016 • Leave a Comment

Private Lives

dance-at-bougival-1883“Le Bal a Bougival” Renoir, 1883

Oh, yes, this was fascinating! The Private Lives of the Impressionists, by Sue Roe, is not a piece of fiction and it took me a little longer to finish it, but I loved it! Well, I am a Francophile, I adore the Impressionists and I am a painter. You get the picture. Following the artists around from Monet’s first visit to Paris in 1860 though the years of struggle to be taken seriously and the final 8th Exhibition was enlightening for me. Keeping food on the table and paints for the easel was not easy! I have always wondered how they managed to survive.

Also fascinating are the romantic stories of these artists, including the two women, Berthe Morisot and Mary Cassatt. Oh, these artists were charming rascals and had numerous love affairs with their models. My only disappointment is that Suzanne Valadon wasn’t mentioned as one of Renoir’s lengthy romances. She is the girl in his painting “Bal a Bougival.” Suzanne Valadon was only 19 years old when she began her romance with Renoir in the streets of Montmartre, but she was a significant artist for the people of Montmartre. She is called by them “The First Woman Artist of France.” I discovered her work and fame at the Musee de Montmartre, her preserved home, in Paris in 2002, and later found a book about her at the beloved Powell’s Bookstore in Portland, Oregon, The Valadon Drama by John Storm (1959). She came into her fame after the Impressionist Era; and so, I can understand the omission. Somewhere I have a picture of me standing in front of that painting in the Musee d’Orsay…it’s a beautiful painting.

Read the book, even if you think you already know everything about these artists. As an art teacher and fan, I learned much, much more than expected!

 

A New Adventure in Will Power

•July 19, 2016 • Leave a Comment

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Will power! Motivation only goes so far. This is not your conventional thinking now, is it? Motivational speakers are abundant and they do get us going. But for how long? I’m guilty of languishing in my dream world of “I’m Going To.” I’ll get fired up and then I run out of steam. At the top of my list has been to build a new webpage. It was embarrassing to tell people to go there, so I needed to DO something!

Part of my dream world of “I’m Going To” circles around reading. Cozying up to a good book is my easiest route to figuring myself out, getting ideas, making changes (or in some cases, slipping away from my chaotic mind). So something I have discovered is that my habits need to change. That figured out, I found a short little ebook with a very long title: Habits: No Motivation Required: The Effective Formula To Make Real Change, Ensure Your Success AND Gain Ultimate Freedom Through Willpower by Christopher Kalford. Phew!

Et voila! I have created my new website: Christine Owens, Fine Art! Now, of course, I need to power through the loose ends: new business cards, new links. No problem! I’m on it!!

Accepting One’s Gift

•October 7, 2015 • Leave a Comment

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Acceptance. Resistance. Yes, I have always been resistant, a rebel, independent. Part of my resistance has been a lack of trust that the Universe will actually lead me to my best self. So, I have always questioned the motives of others and trudged on, making my OWN path. An artist must, right?

Okay, the signs in my life currently all lead to another path: acceptance. Why not? Let’s see what happens!

First, as I prepared my banner for my new Facebook Business Page, I realized that, well, yeah, I AM good at painting flowers. I paint them because I love the color, the flow and pattern, the stillness and beauty that they portray. I want to share that beauty with others and work diligently to make them beautiful. But, I’ve resisted this directional pull because I see so many flower paintings. What’s so unusual about the work? Probably not much, but I am being told now that I have developed a style that’s worth buying. OK. Accepting my Gift.

Second, I have accepted that the Universe HAS lead me very carefully to a beautiful life worth living. It’s good and I’m happy! What’s not to trust?

I’m a rebel, yes. Viva la revolution! The dictionary has several definitions for Revolution. One is to make a 180-turn. Another is to bring about a change in government. Acceptance. Resistance. “What you resist persists.” I get it! I get it! Flowers are my thing…always have been. I’m making a 180 and changing my inner government. I accept my gift.

Took the Leap!

•June 24, 2015 • Leave a Comment
A Window on the Loire

Une Fenetre sur la Loire

OK! I did it! I took the plunge; made the leap. I had a professionally printed card made up for sell!

“What’s so hard about that?” you ask.

OK. So there is a little unwarranted fear involved in handing over the cash. Will it sell enough to warrant the expense? Yes, it’s the expense. We artists are actually quite “thrifty.” Being creative provides a huge arena of inspiration for saving up that cash. “Make it yourself!” And I have been making cards with my paintings for years now.

“What’s changed?”

More courage. More faith in myself. Less time for the making of cards. Wanting more time for the paintings.

So, yes, I did it! This oil painting is from a story that I wrote about on this blog many years ago of people living in caves in France: OMG! Living in Caves!•June 29, 2009  I could never sell this painting because the experience is too precious still. Many have asked, but the piece will remain on the wall in my dining room wherever I live, until the day I die! But now you can buy a 5×7″ card and frame it nicely. See it in my etsy.com shop, along with my other work here: Une Fenetre sur le Loire, France.

Life is what you make it. Make it beautiful and be BRAVE!

 

Letting the Lightning Be Seen….

•April 29, 2015 • Leave a Comment

As a woman and artist who was trained to be pleasant in society and now finally coming into my own power, I was completely taken by this post on REBELLESOCIETY.COM! While they are not my words, they are my heart and soul.

The Mirage of She: Hiding a Heart of Thunder
via Shelly Aspenson, April 28, 2015

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She made an art of her disguise.

Although her greatest yearning was to be recognized, and accepted by those of like and thunderous hearts, she walked in the world, but not of it. She participated, and contributed, but did not belong. She worked, and laughed, and fulfilled her duties so flawlessly that those in her circle accepted the mirage — the illusion of her that would disappear if one were to reach out to touch her.

But no one tried.

She remained concealed behind the reflection that allowed those around her to see what they were comfortable with, instead of the truth of her. She gave them their comfort in this, as her heart thundered in her chest, and her downcast eyes hid the flashes of lightning that preceded each rumble of the imminent storm of her…

… the one that would not be stilled.

She began to know, as her self-awareness grew, that the storm could not long be contained without causing irreparable damage. She knew the truth of her needed the wind in her hair, her hands in the earth, the fire in her heart, and rain that fell from her eyes, cleansing her soul. She knew, without them, she would disappear.

So she let the storm build.

She knew for certain that there was only one way to tip the world from the false facade of power, into the glory of a world of magic and possibility. It demanded the courage to drop her defenses and let the truth of her call to the truth of the others at the far edges and dark borders of their own lives.

She had to be brave enough to open her eyes and let the lightning be seen, and the overwhelming thunder of her heart be heard as it responded. She had to show them how to create a new world with only the flashes and pounding to lead them through a shallow existence that didn’t welcome change. She needed the winds of change, the nurturing earth, the fire of transformation, and the rain of life’s mysteries to have a prayer of succeeding.

In a roar of thunder, she unleashed herself on an unsuspecting world.

There were many who turned from her, mocking her as she dropped her disguises. Those she loved shook their heads and distanced themselves from the discomfort of her self-searching and truth-telling. Although it grieved her, she let them have their comfort of space, and continued to call to those with elemental hearts, wild spirits, and souls of fire.

All that was not the truth of her fell away.

She began to call to those who would listen, who could hear, who held inside themselves a heart of thunder. She called to those who were not afraid to bleed for the wrongs, and were willing to heal them. She called to those whose hearts were weary of carrying the armor of pretense. She called to those who were at last desperate to see, hear, feel, be… to unapologetically live.

She called to them, her heart thundering against the madness of this existence as it is.

Can you hear her?

http://www.rebellesociety.com/2015/04/28/the-mirage-of-she-hiding-a-heart-of-thunder/

Getting the Edge on Painting

•April 12, 2015 • Leave a Comment

Simple shot here: I want to share this article with you! Getting those great detailed or faded edges on a painting can be the key to progressing from amateur to inspiring. I will be coming back to this post often. Take 5 minutes to read it.

Muddy Colors: 10 Things… About Edges

http://muddycolors.blogspot.com/2015/04/10-things-about-edges.html?showComment=1427895571973&m=1#c8881177922590050706