Tuesday, April 14, 2009
My Unusual Truth
This was the small little mixed media piece I did in my journal of the red pears (just in case you're a non-fruit person like non-Sweet Farmer :) who had never seen a red pear) that preceded this strange piece I showed you in the earlier post. Only those with great imaginations could see how I got from these pears to those Egon faces. I regretted that I did this piece in my journal after I spent way too much time on it to be tucked away in my journal library in days to come but I never would have attempted the Egon piece without it- and I really like that little canvas. I really like this too but I've seen a million of this type of thing and I like the unusual I must admit. I want my art to reflect my unusual truth and my passion and energy - and to do that I have to step out of even my not-so-comfort zones and let my imagination play. I tell you it's spooking Sweet Farmer a little bit because he's more comfortable with the familiar. You should have seen him when I talked him into staying at some bed and breakfasts' instead of nice motels when we took our last trip. He got very nervous. But then after I got him there and into the experience, he loved it. Things must grow on him. Like a fungus. I know the fact that he loves me means he enjoys a little unpredictability now and then - or .........I'm his favorite fungus.