Pause for Peace

So difficult to listen to the news these past few months whether it is national or local it’s hard. There is far more reporting on conflicts and violence then messages of peace. I know there is anger and frustration in people’s hearts right now, but I can’t be angry all day, every day. It’s not healthy to be that angry as a norm for my soul. Art helps to calm me. Not just the art that I paint but also the art works of others. Art tells the audience what is important to the artist. It is our voice when no one is listening.

Mourning doves are called birds of peace. Did you know that? In 1971 the mourning dove was named the state bird of peace in Wisconsin. When mourning doves sing their song it makes me think of my grandparents. It’s a soothing and loving sound to my ears.

So painting birds of peace is a healing action to me. While I paint I think about the world I am living in. I think about change. We need to treat each other better. We need to listen more then we talk. We need to be a better “me”. We need to want to open hearts and minds to each other in order to grow as human beings.

I want to be better. I want to do better. I want to live my values. I want to be stronger for me. I want to learn from my mistakes. I want to be a blessing in the life of others. I will learn from you and I hope you learn from me.

Have a blessed day and find your peace.

Pause for Peace
18”x36” acrylic

Brahma Chickens

I don’t know a lot about chickens but I had a client ask me to paint his. This was the first time someone who wanted a painting didn’t have a picture to give me. He wanted me to come to his farm and take my own photographs. I did. He said paint what inspires me.

What I learned from this experience is to provide a sketch of my vision before I begin to paint. I had not done that. He assumed I was going to paint the chickens in one way but I painted them in another.

It was a learning experience and I hoped he really did love the pictures as he claimed. But next time I will approach this commission entirely different. Show a sketch then pick up a brush. These are the final paintings.

The Power of Art

Recently a friend’s husband died. She has waited a while for family to get organized before having his memorial service. His service will be this Friday. So what do you say when someone loses their spouse? I feel at a loss sometimes of finding the right words said in the right way that gives comfort.

My friend is nearly completely blind. She has macular degenerative eye disease. I thought maybe I could paint her husband’s portrait using texture so she could feel him on the canvas. I did some research and it turned out to be beyond my artist abilities. But I didn’t give up.

My friend has a very large projector that she can use to help her see just a little better. She can see some things from her side better then directly in front of her. So I painted her husband’s portrait thinking of colors that would help her see him better.

I surprised her yesterday with my gift. She had tears. She told us how hard this past week has been. She told us how lonely she felt. She has many friends around her but none of us can fill the void of the loss of her husband.

I sometimes get discouraged with my painting. I think I’m not that good and then I get a rush of joy when I see I’ve made someone truly happy. Art did that. Art can make a difference. Art has power to heal. I love that about art.

Remembering Gary