The older I become, the more those big questions rattle around in my noggin, and sometimes spill into the paint.
The wild thing about these questions is that likely none of them will be answered in my lifetime. In this world of fast-paced technological growth, invention and speed, answers to the big stuff still remain (pardon the pun) light-years away. And so we can seek knowledge without answers, practice the ability to question and query and conjecture and ponder and sit with the wondrousness of it all.
Which is something I do while painting.
If you want to stuff your noggin with some fascinating knowledge, check out Kurzgesagt -in a nutshell on YouTube. Because I don't want to be the only one contemplating what happens if the moon falls into the earth. :)
About the art: beginning with two panels and some black gesso, creating shapes with a rubber wedge. Adding in colors to the shapes, following the thread wherever it meanders and then discovering a forest of sorts emerging in a celestial world. This piece is finished with a layer of cold wax.
Skewing, like painting self-portraits, is a really good habit for stretching your painterly muscles and dabbling in different color palettes and styles. And this one, proudly hanging in the studio/gallery, is really something to crow about. :)
I am still searching for the "best and most beautiful part" in those wounds.
It's easy for me to see beauty in the scars of others - the strength, tenderness, tenacity, surrender - all the incredible qualities emerging from their past experiences. I'd like to transform mine into something of beauty in my own eyes, too. There is freedom in that transformation. I can almost taste it.
About the art: beginning with an inspiration photo which has been notanized, creating a value study of darks and lights with watered down acrylic paint and chunky soft pencils. Slowly adding the layers required to create depth and texture. Liberal use of water bottle, rubber wedge and paper towel.
This piece was a wrestling match - almost as if the inner critic was fighting with me in the paint. Eventually this woman emerged, victorious but perhaps needing a hot bath and a respite from struggle. Art imitates life.
Lola (Jen) Jovan and her imaJENation