Monday, 10 December 2018 16:38

Creative pause

There are moments of quietness in creative life. Moments when paint doesn’t flow so well from the brush and we pause. The power of pausing and honouring it has been recently very important to me. I think as artists we do grow once we have learnt lessons of pausing. By stopping I do not mean stop creating but rather stepping on side and reflecting back on why we are feeling urge to slow down. The power of pause has a lot to do with transition in many ways of art and personal development interfacing with each other. Recently my art pause is about transition to new interest and inspiration…That is what I am hoping it is about but who knows for sure...

 

Published in Painting
Tuesday, 13 November 2018 11:08

Paint brush extention is all you are

 Sometimes I truly believe I am just a mere extension of the brush. It is the paint brush doing its work. Performing, creating strokes, loading the paint, making marks. My ideas? Come from above, appear from the cloudy reality and I am the transporter of them-some kind of communication channel. We all love to believe we are exclusive creators- great idea's holders and the special one. But are we really? More time I spend in the presence of art the more I am becoming convinced there is something beyond human control, creative flow itself actually is definitely beyond. Only by allowing that control to be taken by art/universe/god/spirit/soul (*choose appropriate) we experience the magic of creation...

Published in Creative life
Monday, 05 November 2018 11:58

November spirit

 

In past I never welcomed autumn. I would hold on to regret that summer is gone, the fact we have a long way before days become longer again. But gradually I started seeing the point of darker days, longer nights and the whole "withdrawn", "inwards" concept of quieter season. We are transitioning from outward living of spring and summer to go back to our self- time for introspection, inner journeys and welcoming shadows to learn to dig deeper into souls. This November this short poetic assemblage of words just popped out of my mind... 

 

Published in Poems
Tuesday, 30 October 2018 14:00

Inner landscapes- painting what I do not see

 

Painting what I do not see became the theme for my new documentary about inner landscapes. For over 18 months my visual imagination has been captivated by returning to the process of abstract paintings of inner world of thoughts, emotions and symbolic meanings. I started small with journals then expanded gradually to bigger canvases and paintings going on walls. How can you paint what you do not see? They says “paint what you see” but how about painting what you do not see but feel? In this way the art process becomes an additional language, the communication tool between inner self, psyche and the visible surface of reality. Let's go deeper...

 

 

Published in Creative life
Monday, 17 September 2018 10:38

Creative obstacles race

 

What I have learnt from art is jumping higher every time the obstacle comes my way. It is like building resilience in personal life, boosting your inner immune system to be able to deal with anything that life throws at you. Let start from beginning of this journey to show you how “I cannot” been converted to “And what next?”

Published in Creative life
Thursday, 09 August 2018 14:37

Sharing the space

Sometimes we need to allow others to enter our space, maybe not in terms of invasion but kind of allowing for the step forward. It is not only people we allow to take the space -it could be emotions, processes, thoughts. We like to protect our space- the way it is and the way we shape it. Imagine you never allowed others into your space- how lonely would that be? Without memories, personal entries, ups and downs of relationships...A bit empty and bit boring I suppose...So life is shaped by our space being visited by others-that reflection came to my mind when I was creating recently in a collaborative way with another artist present at the same time. So 2 people, 2 different visual styles but...1 piece of paper! What happened?

Published in Painting
Friday, 27 July 2018 10:50

Awake

 

There are those rather rare moments when we are caught in self-reflection over meaning of life. It could be in the morning before the house wakes up or in the evening when we step into the quiet garden. Sometimes it happens during short daily breaks when we are left to alone to meet our mind's wonders. Here was my wonder in one of those moments...

Published in Poems
Tuesday, 24 July 2018 18:26

Daily life

As years pass by we slowly start realising that collection of days, months, seasons and years happens without our control and kind of between the lines. We are trapped in daily repetition of tasks and activities like unconscious creatures acting in some kind of trans without any reflection. Then sometimes we stop when we are caught in the ordinary moment of extraordinary- maybe the shape of clouds seen through the window, maybe the random melody on the radio...And we wonder..Where did life go? Life goes on every day, every mundane minute and second...We breathe in and breathe out past all the time. Short poem that crossed my soul when I thought about it...

Published in Poems
Thursday, 19 July 2018 10:08

Breathing paint

 

“Breathing paint”

 

It is the paint that makes me breathe. I almost suffocated myself once without it. I was not painting for a long while of over 30 years of my life. I was somewhere there far away in human fake world of fighting egos and meaningless conversations. My days were filled with a nonsense of daily living for nothing more than mere feeding, working, commuting, maintaining, sleeping and repeat mode. It lasted years, many years and almost killed me. I was about to grasp the very last, desperate air of life when painting appeared…

We painters live to paint. Nothing more nothing less.  

 

Published in Poems
Thursday, 19 July 2018 09:49

Allowing yourself to be a child

 

“Some items can move us in time- from now to old past- we find our souls yearning for lost joy, time, sensations and experiences.”

 

Have you ever come across an object from your childhood that you almost forgot about for years and suddenly it transported you into the world of so many memories that it became a time traveling tool? Sometimes it is just a smell of something you remember, or the actual object-more material thing. I had this experience with some art materials from my childhood. I was gifted a traditional Polish drawing pad and found here in England gouache paints that are almost like poster paints I remember from 80ties in Poland. I touched that paper, I smelled the paint, dipped the brush in water and then in the paint... The mark was made on paper and…boom! I was transported in time!

Published in Painting
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