It's safe to say that I have a very unique relationship to flowers. I'm a bit obsessed. They draw me in and have me inspired to capture their beauty. I'm not entirely sure where this came from because we certainly didn't have lavish gardens growing up. I don't even recall a relative growing flowers.
What I do remember is the petunia's that my Mom and step dad grew at the front of Mom's house. They were hung in baskets from the eaves at the front of the house. Joe loved tending them and would fertilize regularly. The blooms were so prolific, you couldn't drive into the garage without scraping the dangling limbs of flowers. It was spectacular!!
My husband made a comment in passing the other day, that many people like flowers in the "oh that's a nice flower" move on sort of way. Where I'm a "stop the car, I have to get a picture of that flower" kind of person.
Certainly it's the colour that draws me in and I have done some study around colour and how it affects our moods. The shapes are also fascinating for me. Unbelievable shapes and details in the various petal styles of flowers. They are amazing.
Let me show you how flowers helped me recently.
The other day we had some controversy in the studio. I work with 9 other artists and 1 artist uses spray varnish, a highly toxic airborne pollutant. The first time he used it in the studio the director set up a new protocol so that he could continue with his process and not expose the rest of us to the toxins. He has continued to disregard those protocols. We need to sort this out, but that's not my point.
I left the studio angry. I was hurt that he will not see the impact on the rest of us. I was also questioning my continued leasing of studio space in this location. You see I have a 3 hour commute to get there each day. If I'm not able to work because of his varnish, and have to leave the studio, then it is not the place for me.
Again, these are just the decisions that I need to make for my health and my career.
The point of this is to give you some context for why I was angry. I came home so frustrated and defeated. I decided to walk home from uptown, where the bus drops me off. It's not far, and I needed the walk to blow off some steam. As I was meandering through the residential streets, of course, some flowers were shining away at me. I crossed the street and had a moment photographing them and taking in their beauty. They were Peony Tulips like the ones pictured at the top of this blog post. Immediately I felt calmer. I felt happier. I knew that this too shall pass. Flowers are a bit of a spiritual encounter for me. And my tears spring up as I'm writing this. Not surprising. This often happens in my work.
It's my hope and intention to use this spiritual experience, these emotions, to help me capture the beauty of these flowers. They teach me so much about patience, about trusting myself, about staying connected to my emotional self. They are more than a pretty flower, so much more.
Take a look at this current piece.
Again, I cried. This piece is called "The Duo." 22 x 36" Oil on Canvas. Absolutely stunning. The detail and nuances of colour bring these blooms to life in a way that rocks my world. I'm humbled to be able to paint like this.
So you see my work is about more than pretty flowers. It's about the spiritual connection, the emotional connection, the transformation in us that can happen when we are in the presence of beauty.
I do hope you enjoy this little glimpse into my world and my process. Leave a comment below if there is something you'd like to share about your connection to flowers.
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