Say goodbye to Autumn...the Christmas season is upon us! We "cheated" and began decorating a few days before Thanksgiving. Anyone else? I mean, Thanksgiving was SO LATE this year!
There are so many things to love about the holidays: music, food, decorations, lights, parties, presents...and COLOR. Color is everywhere, all the greens and reds, blues and whites, the silver, the gold, everything sparkling and making us feel....what? What do you feel with the colors of Christmas? This is a serious question; I really want to know! Take a moment and make a quick comment to this post...what colors speak to you, how do they make you feel, what color would you wrap yourself up in if you could?
I have a canvas in front of me waiting for inspiration and paint. I want a Christmas painting for my family room, a big one. It's very difficult for me to come up with a concept for this one. I've scrolled through online examples of holiday themes. I've looked through Christmas cards, magazines, and photographs but everything seems either too precious or too complicated. What I finally arrived on is an abstract with the focus on color. But what color, or colors, and why?
There are tons of books about color theory and whole disciplines in art for Colorists. Once I thought that's what I wanted to be; now I've seen the light and am much more humble in the face of color and color theory. I mean, just ponder for a day or so what "color" even is!
Soooo, back to my canvas...abstract with a suggestion of a tree, or trees, colors that complement but don't compete, that speak of warmth and joy, that don't overstate the obvious, something fun and freeing to paint and that hopefully looks awesome on our wall. If it's not terrible, I will post my progress and share the journey. Abstract is unfamiliar territory for me. Which, of course, gives me yet another opportunity to learn stuff.
Ok, now it is YOUR turn...I would love to see comments as I blog, so I've given you a basic question about color and how it makes you feel. It's pretty easy to submit a response, which by the way, is not the same as replying to the email (many of you do so and I appreciate all your sweet words!). At the bottom of the email is a little phrase that says "read in browser". Click that and it will take you to my website blog page where you will be able to post a comment. I know, I know...it's unfamiliar, intimidating, feels risky, maybe even tiresome, but you, too, can rise to the challenge and join me in cyberspace!
Already in the clouds, gray and white and streaks of rain on the window. Saying my goodbyes to my heart and yet feeling warm and good about going home to my husband, kitties, dog, parakeet, daughter, sons, daughter-in-law, grandbaby (in the womb), house & garden, easels & paints, and so many more riches and blessings waiting for me in my beautiful Tennessee home. Every time I visit the Northwest I revisit that squeezing, crushing sorrow of our move away from Puget Sound, family, friends and I am amazed at how I can still feel that way and be so incredibly happy with my life. It's like the breaking of my heart has made it so much bigger and more open. I can't even begin to name the amazing experiences we have had, the friendships, the music (not all country!), the travels, the ministries, and the creative expressions since we moved away.
I have no idea what is going through the minds of my fellow travelers on this American Airlines jet. Most are reading, a few are talking (extroverts!), some appear to be sleeping (5 minutes into flight...maybe they are white-knuckle praying:)) None that I can see are holding back the brimming tears like I am. Deep breathing helps. Inhale...2,3,4,...hold...2,3,4...exhale...2,3,4; saying to myself, "put on your big girl panties!", praying my favorite Ann Lamott prayer: help, help, help: and again, Jesus blesses: our jet breaks through the thick clouds just in time to be gobsmacked with a breathtaking close-up view of the top of Mt Rainier with rays of sun shining on the snowy glaciers, then, a moment later, we enter the next layer of clouds, a soft and misty disappearing act. Three seconds of staggering beauty.
So for several weeks I was busy learning everything I could about having an art display at a festival, and let me tell you, there is a heck of a lot to learn! I will forever appreciate all art displays at future art fairs, and so should you! Not only do you need actual art, but it really should be framed and looking nice. Also you need something to hang it on...for which I spent many hours scouring the internet to learn what was nice-looking and still affordable. (Here is where I give a shout out to Max of Murdock Mendelsohn who had every single thing needed without having to fork out $90 in shipping.) Then you need hangars and hooks and shelves and stuff, plus those finishing touches that welcome visitors in to look and linger, like burlap, rugs, tiny handmade clipboards (yes, I did that. I made tiny clipboards. Your welcome.)
Because I was now seriously taking my show out in public, I knew it was definitely time to get business cards; but I didn't want to order business cards without a website url on them and that meant....hundreds of hours figuring out domain names, web hosting, website builders, photo importing, etcetera etcetera (see previous blog posts for the boring details..smirk) Once the website hit cyberspace, I hit the internet again for business card research and ordered my Mini Moo business cards to hand out to the hordes of art browsers at the festival.
So, with all the art, hardware, website/business cards, and miscellaneous decor, I did a couple run-throughs setting up and dismantling the display, figured out how to pack it all into my little hatchback mazda and was ready to go! Now, most of you probably are happy to try new things, take adventurous risks, step out into the unknown, but I will confess right now that my heart was pounding a little harder than normal as I drove around the lake to the Hermitage for my first art show booth. I really had no idea what our tent was going to be like & how far I would have to carry some pretty heavy stuff & whether or not I could put it all together by myself. I had worship music turned up loud to keep my mind occupied and as I drove the last few miles down Old Hickory Blvd, the clouds literally parted and a beam of sunlight sprayed out right over the site of the festival! Sometimes God seems to hold my hand in the sweetest way.
Everything went super smoothly; way better than I expected. Friendly greeters directed me to the large art tent where I was allowed to back my car up and unload easily. Set up went smoothly and I had plenty of time to get everything done. The Fall Festival began that evening with a Patrons Party and then all day on Saturday. It was super hot...in the 80s...but we were right next to the beer tent, so no problem! I met some really nice people who were sharing the large tent, very talented artists. It was surprisingly fun to be there all day, talking with people and hanging out in my booth. I am an introvert (this has been debated at length) so I was concerned that the long day would take its toll, but most conversations were with one or two people and that I can do just fine. It was fun.
Here is the question I get asked: How did you do at the Fall Fest? I thought long and hard on it and the best answer I can give is: it depends on what you consider success. Sales? I sold one of my mini paintings to my next door neighbor (who has my eternal love and gratitude for saving me from a shutout) The following is my top ten for why I consider this an excellent experience:
10. I learned how much I can actually fit into my car
9. I came up with an awesome looking little display (she says, modestly)
8. The craft beer was pretty delicious (Black Abbey)
7. I met Max at his store fixture warehouse and was sure I was going to end up a murder victim but it really turned out just fine even though his placed looked like a meth house and there was an old white van parked outside.
6. I also met a really nice couple through buying their directors chair on craigslist and they invited me to hang a couple of my paintings for sale in their salon in Belle Meade (!) (for my out of state subscribers, that is a very nice part of town)
5. Had several wonderful conversations with fellow artists, who I hope I will see again sometime.
4. I got my website built so I could...
3. Get my Mini Moo business cards (of which I gave out a grand total of maybe 5*)
2. Met and made a new, dear friend who I hope will let me blog about her sometime because she is very talented and very interesting.
1. Pushed my art out the door and into the world for everyone to see. That makes me happy!
*what we weren't told, after we were told to expect 10,000-20,000 visitors, was that this was the first year of the event. There was more like 800 and very few made it to where our tent was situated. But, again, the beer was just fine.
P.S. Sunday the event was cancelled due to rainy conditions, so I arrived at 9 and had everything packed up (after shaking out 50 or so daddy-long-legs from the burlap) in an hour! It was a little sad to have it be a day shorter, but I still consider it a great experience.
Hello! My name is Wendy and I am passionate about oil painting! Whether in the studio or out in Mother Nature, I get lost in the experience of capturing on canvas the moment and the feel of what I am painting. I pour my love and energy into every single piece of artwork and I hope it shows! This blog is a place where I can use words to talk about art, painting, life, faith, things that make me laugh, and things that inspire. I love every response, so don't be shy about leaving a comment...