We create individualistic art, in our chosen field. We also respond to other people’s creations according to individual reactions and appreciation. Musing on the role of artists, I remembered back to artworks I saw on a recent visit to Western Australia, works intimately linked to that ancient land.
Read MoreRasharasha: To Africa for a Rose - an account of three generations of women /
Rasharasha, “land of mists” or “good grazing under the trees” in Swahili, was where an abandoned rose, growing in the wilderness, caused my family to start a new life in northern Tanganyika in 1925. The story of three generations of women supporting their menfolk is full of unexpected twists and turns.
Read MoreArtist Musings /
You have an art project, and you work away at it, full of enthusiasm and – ideally – passion. You push on through to its completion or at least to a stage when your little inner voice says stop, or perhaps, pause for now and then reconsider.
You may or may not have a specific destination for the project – perhaps an exhibition or a commission. At other times, if you are in a way fortunate, you have time to push out new frontiers, to experiment and try fresh avenues of expression, perhaps with different media. And I say fortunate, as artists are always keenly aware of the uneasy relationship between earning a living through art and creating art and at the same time, not needing immediately to gain financially by its creation.
Then, almost inevitably, there comes a pause. Perhaps you can change gears and move on to another envisaged project. But perhaps not.
Then what?
I used to panic as I cast around for another avenue to follow, concerned that I had reached an artist’s block, just like the writers’ block. But slowly over the years, I have learned that that little inner voice, my best friend, has its own programme. When you least expect it, you will suddenly find another source of fascination and beauty, another conversation to have – in my case – with a humble piece of paper and styli in silver, gold, copper or other metals. And off you go again, down a path of trial and error, of learning and enrichment.
A superb and highly interesting artist, Francesca Marti, tells a story which reminded me of these gifts of serendipity in art. Peacefully drawing one day in her studio, she began to be irritated by the buzzing of a fly against the window. Soon the fly hit the glass again and this time, fell into the red pigment with which she was working. It finally struggled out, clad in red, and began to crawl across her paper, leaving an interesting trail of marks. That fly led to a whole new series of artworks, beautiful, evocative and highly original. The epitome of a serendipitous happening!
I think it pays to have one’s antennae up and to try to be flexible in one’s intuitive thinking when it comes to creating art. I remember one of my first fortuitous moments – long years ago in Portugal, I was walking amongst wondrous cork oaks, peering up into their crowns; I almost tripped on a log lying on the ground and as I looked down, I saw the bark peeling back from the log. It was the most fabulous tracery – a version of nature’s lace. Those initial drawings of that bark set me off on a long ‘conversation’ of years with cork oaks, their ecological importance, sophistication and wonderful history. Again, a serendipitous gift of a new artistic direction.
Art Underfoot /
Can Prunera, a Modernist museum in Soller, Mallorca, is a delight not only for its wall art but for its special art underfoot.
Read MoreReflecting on Silverpoint Drawing /
Listening to the recording of an artists’ panel discussion on silverpoint at the end of the exhibition, Silver, at DFN Projects, New York, in which I had been included, led me to reflect a little on my own journey along the silverpoint/metalpoint drawing highway.
Read MoreThe Elegance of an End-of-Year Gift /
A generous tribute to my silverpoint drawing and the end of my solo exhibition at MA Arte Contemporaneo, Palma
Read MoreMark Bradford - Masses and Movements /
An intense and thought-provoking exhibition, Mark Bradford’s Masses and Movements, has been the inaugural show at the new Hauser & Wirth Museum on the Isla del Rey in Mahón’s wonderful port, Menorca, Memorable and full of impact, I am still digesting it!
Read MoreMastery of Line /
Suzanne Valadon, from very inauspicious beginnings, worked her way determinedly and passionately to great success and recognition as a woman artist of enormous courage and great skill especially in drawing. She achieved all this at a time when women of humble birth were simply never accepted in the artistic worlds of late 19th-early 20th century Paris. She came from hard-working, stoic Limousin stock, as she depicted in this portrait of her mother.
Read MoreSimple Gifts /
A wall display of Mallorcan painted roof tiles took me on a journey of delight and fascination, a gift from earlier times when home owners believed in protection against many misfortunes.
Read MoreThe Alchemy of Art /
A visit to an unusually simple and beautiful new hotel in Mallorca reminds me how art is indeed alchemy.
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