Sunday, July 18, 2010

Is It A Color Obsession?

The other day I was watching How Do I Look? It's my substitute for What Not to Wear (where are Stacey and Clinton?). There was a woman who dressed only in purple. She also had purple as the color of her bedroom and her accessories. She was stuck in purple and she didn't look good in it. Of course she had a total transformation at the end. I thought to myself, "how silly to be so stuck in a color". The other day, I decided to get all my sweaters out of my wardrobe to make room for my summer wardrobe. Every so often, I decide to organize my clothes by color. Of course, that idea only lasts for a week or two- tops. I looked at my groups of colors, and I realized that I am a relative of the Purple Lady, but my choice of color is aqua/turquoise/teal. Here is a picture of some of my tops:







Now, I can say in my defense that this color looks good on me, but then I noticed the color is evident in my accessories and even my cell phone:










Well, that's ok. I like to match. There's nothing wrong with that! But then I looked at my bed, and the mixed media I created to match:










Maybe this is an obssession! Then I took at some of the art I have done:










The color is in there too! I don't know if I need a color intervention.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Different Styles of Art

I have many styles of art. I really like to experiment with different colors, techniques, materials and designs.






My style that I always fall back into is the bright and colorful, fun and whimsical paintings.





I have been having fun experimenting with mixed media.


One of my favorite subjects to paint is the beach.



I do, however, like to paint a mug every so often too.



All in all, my art has different textures, colors and styles. I guess it is just the creative, experimental, artsy, Gemini in me! Who knows what I will paint next.

For more of my art, please visit my Fanciful Art Shop.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Rocks in My Path


On Father's Day, my father and I went hiking. We reached a river that separated the path. It wasn't very big, and there were some rocks that could be used as stepping stones to cross the river. My dad went first, and I followed. I noticed he was very carefully studying each rock for stability before he stepped on it. I was right behind him learning from his moves. Some rocks were stable and some rocks were shaky. You didn't quite know what the rock would do until you stepped on it. It wasn't a big river, and we made it across without falling in.
I have been aware of the symbolism of that river crossing. I am at that point in my journey in my path. There is a river that I must cross. The rocks represent decisions I must make. Some of them seem shaky, and I am hesitant to step on them, but others are strong and secure. I am standing on one side trying to decide how to proceed on the rocks. Which ones will support me? I see the path on the other side that I must continue on. If I could name the rocks, they would be: creativity, employment, family, moving, friends and health. Which ones are going to make me fall into the river if any? Which ones are slowing me down because of fear? I need to take a deep breath, plan my steps and start to cross. The other side is full of adventures and mystery for me.
Are you at a river of uncertainty?