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Warringah Art Exhibition 2012 with “Local Hero”…

At Warringah Art Exhibition with "Local Hero"

At Warringah Art Exhibition with “Local Hero”

This year’s Warringah Art Exhibition is currently on display and I was delighted to have my painting “Local Hero” selected for hanging. 

Inspired by one of our neighbours, Bob Blockley, I wanted to paint his portrait because he is a quiet “Local Hero”.  Every morning Bob is up early (4.30 am which is why I chose to put a rooster next to him) and he delivers the newspapers in our street before then heading down to St John’s the Baptist school to open up.  Bob also mans the door at the basketball centre at Warriewood and is just one of those lovely souls who is out there helping in the community. 

While I was in the process of painting Bob’s portrait, one of my other neighbours popped in for a cuppa and happened to glimpse his portrait through our front window as she was coming inside.  As she walked in she thought “Oh that’s nice Bob is there as well” as she had forgotten I was painting his portrait.  A great compliment to receive! 

If you get a chance between now and 22 July, pop in and see our “Local Hero” Bob at the Warringah Art Exhibition, Artfocus Gallery and Studio, 1 Powells Road, Brookvale.  It is open daily from 10am – 4pm.

P.S. They say every artist paints themself into their paintings, well in this case it is our letterbox at No 25!

A small Christmas gift…making a difference

This morning I distributed a small Christmas gift to my fellow coaching colleagues and the team I work with a couple of days a week, when I’m not painting.    I was reminded of the difference such a small gift had made to a client of one of my colleagues last year. 

As an avid reader and lover of books, for the second year in a row I gave an original oil painting bookmark by me.  To make them even more unique and to give my fellow coaches yet another shared connection, the bookmarks are pieces cut from an overall painting.  (I can’t keep them all!) 

I enjoy making up the little cards that go with these bookmarks, tying ribbons on etc and the responses received are just the delightful icing on top. 

Last year I included on the back of each bookmark the quote by H W Beecher “Every artist dips his brush into his own soul and paints his own nature into his pictures”.   My colleague, John, was doing some work outside of the career coaching space that we work in, and told me how he had been working with a chap going through drug and alcohol rehabilitation.  This man had always wanted to be an artist and when he mentioned this to John, John felt moved to pass on his bookmark to this man as an encouragement to pursue his dream.  The man was most grateful for this small gift and John’s kind gesture in giving it to him.  John sensed this was an important moment in this man’s path to a new life.  I had forgotten about this story until John reminded me.  I now make sure that John gets two bookmarks in case he finds another soul in need of encouragement in his journey.

The real joy in selling…

Over the past four months I have been exhibiting various works in various exhibitions; a pastel portrait selected to be hung in the Warringah Art Show (see “Emerging” in my Portrait Gallery) and missing out on getting into the Mosman Art Exhibition amongst the highs and lows.  A number of my paintings have sold during that time, which is always a thrill, however the ultimate joy for me is when I actually get to meet the person who is buying my paintings. 

My most recent exhibition has been as part of the Mosman Art Society’s 9″ x 5″ Exhibition.  As a member of the society, I was happy to go along to Headland Park where the exhibition was being held and to take my turn at manning the exhibition.  It was a sunny morning and I had taken a drawing I was working on with me to play with while I was there.  During the morning visitors kept popping in to see the exhibition, including a mother, Susan, and her young daughter.  With over 140 paintings hung as part of the exhibition, there was a lot to take in with a variety of subject matter and painting styles and mediums.  Having had a couple of looks around the exhibition, Susan then pointed to a painting she would like to buy.  With so many small paintings and all hung quite close together, I sensed Susan was pointing to one of my paintings however wanted to clarify I had the right one.   Susan confirmed that “yes” that was the one she wanted and we were both delighted at having met each other. 

For an artist, or certainly for me, it is a thrill to sell your work, to have someone appreciate your creation and to actually buy it.  What tops that off is when I actually meet the person who is buying my art as it is a very special connection.  I guess because my art feels very much to me an expression of my soul, and so to meet another in this way feels like a soul connection.  Something in the work is connecting two beings in a special way and is for me, the real joy in selling.

Time for reflection and dreaming…

Having recently returned home from hospital, I am under strict doctor’s orders to do absolutely nothing for at least two weeks.  On first arriving home, I had forgotten that our carpet was being cleaned in my absence so I returned to find our home topsy-turvy with our lounge spilling into our dining room and my studio.  How often life reflects where you are at.  My whole body had been through a major upheaval with surgery and how befitting my surrounds seemed to me.  I had even painted the bottom of a canvas before leaving for hospital and had turned it upside down to dry while I was away, so that particular portrait was also staring at me upside down.

I could either fight my surrounds or succumb to them, and with so little energy I opted for the latter.  I was curious to see my world from a different view.  A lounge newly positioned facing our dining room wall allowed me to lie down in comfort and ponder the scene in front of me.  And in this case there were many.   Fortunately I have a number of completed canvasses  of varying moods, colours, and images and just before entering hospital I had changed all the paintings on this wall.  It was now filled with beautiful trees: triptychs, gentle, ethereal highland gums and rich golden gums.  I could now rest in their comforting energy and draw strength, at the same time observing where I had achieved what I had set out to do in each painting.   There were also a couple of portraits of dear friends smiling at me and reminding me of their friendship.

So while grounded by the specialist, it has been a time for reflection and dreaming.  Reflecting on the efforts over the past year and dreaming of new projects for the coming, at the same time with my body reminding me very much of the present.  I have been noticing and enjoying the difference a painting can make to a room, to a soul for had those paintings not been there, the wall would have left me quite deplete rising up blandly and abruptly in front of me, however with the highland gums, haunting beauty and others a sense of perspective, of distance and depth has stretched out before me.  

And it reminded me of a beautiful piece written by Leonardo Da Vinci, which I often think of around this time of year…

 

“Every now and then go away,

have a little relaxation,

for when you come back to your work

your judgement will be surer;

since to remain constantly at work

will cause you to lose power of judgement.

 

Go some distance away

 because the work appears smaller

and more of it can be taken in at a glance,

and a lack of harmony or proportion

is more readily seen.”