Whew! Been so busy painting that I've not shared what I've been doing! And the point of my painting is to SHARE it...!
I've also been busily applying to some of the "Better" art/craft shows in the area ... I got accepted into the Cracked Pots UnGarden show, which will be on March 6, in Forest Grove, Oregon, at the McMenamin's Lodge ... all of the art has to be recycled, so I fit right in -- very much looking forward to that one!
I've also been accepted into the Silverton Ladies Night Out, April 10th, in Silverton, Oregon -- should be a fun show!
And - I've applied to Salem's Art Festival (one of the top 50 shows in the nation) ... might be sharing a booth for that one, if we're both accepted (the other artist is a photographer).
As well, I'm hoping to get in to the Lake Oswego Art Faire, Art in the Pearle (Portland - one of the top 10 shows in the nation!), the Corvallis Fall Festival, and the Local 14 Women's Art show (Portland)... I've applied to them all, and am awaiting the news ... I'll put out the word when I get it!
Back to the commissions...
Here's a nightstand I did for a favorite client (& friend -- she now possesses at least 10 of my creations!):
And here's a mirror done for my son's girlfriend, for Christmas:
This mirror was done for a local friend (it was formerly a window from her house!):
Here's a "vahze" done for another friend ... got to figure out how to ship it now!
Shows & Events (Past, Present, Future)
Local 14 Art Show
Foresty Center
Portland, Oregon
October 14-17, 2010
http://www.local14.org/
Charbonneau Art Festival
Wilsonville, Oregon
October 1 & 2, 2010
http://tinyurl.com/2dudb4o
Silverton Fine Art Fair
Silverton, Oregon
August 21 & 22
Art in the Forest
West Linn, Oregon
August 14 & 15
Davenport Days
Silverton, Oregon
August 6, 7, 8, 2010
Dallas Summerfest
Dallas, Oregon
August 1, 2010
Salem Art Faire and Festival
Salem, Oregon
July 16, 17 & 18
http://salemartfair.weebly.com/index.html
Cracked Pots UnGarden Show
Forest Grove, Oregon
March 6, 2010 - 11:00-6:00
Portland's Christmas Expo
December 4, 5, 6, 2009
McMinnville Crazy-Christmas Bazaar!
November 27, 28, & 29, 2009
(After-Thanksgiving)
Charbonneau Arts Festival
Wilsonville, Oregon
October, 2009
Hops & Heritage Festival
Independence, Oregon
September, 2009
Master Gardener Fall Fling
Dallas, Oregon
September 2009
Summerfest
Dallas, Oregon
July 23-26, 2009
Foresty Center
Portland, Oregon
October 14-17, 2010
http://www.local14.org/
Charbonneau Art Festival
Wilsonville, Oregon
October 1 & 2, 2010
http://tinyurl.com/2dudb4o
Silverton Fine Art Fair
Silverton, Oregon
August 21 & 22
Art in the Forest
West Linn, Oregon
August 14 & 15
Davenport Days
Silverton, Oregon
August 6, 7, 8, 2010
Dallas Summerfest
Dallas, Oregon
August 1, 2010
Salem Art Faire and Festival
Salem, Oregon
July 16, 17 & 18
http://salemartfair.weebly.com/index.html
Cracked Pots UnGarden Show
Forest Grove, Oregon
March 6, 2010 - 11:00-6:00
Portland's Christmas Expo
December 4, 5, 6, 2009
McMinnville Crazy-Christmas Bazaar!
November 27, 28, & 29, 2009
(After-Thanksgiving)
Charbonneau Arts Festival
Wilsonville, Oregon
October, 2009
Hops & Heritage Festival
Independence, Oregon
September, 2009
Master Gardener Fall Fling
Dallas, Oregon
September 2009
Summerfest
Dallas, Oregon
July 23-26, 2009
~ The Story Behind the Art ..! ~
What a delight it is to discover the many ways in which we are creative beings! Whether as artists, or writers, or gardeners, or cooks, or actors, or salespeople, or entrepreneurs, or singers, or organizers, or parents, or students, or whatever our particular bent..! What joy to join God, as co-creators, in this life we've launched into! I love the sense of *beingness* that I experience when I'm lost in the moment-of-now, in the midst of the creative Process & mindset ... I forget time and even my surroundings ... as the clamor of the tyranny of the urgent fades mercifully into the background, and I just get to BE who I Am... ahhhhh, sweet Rest-infused-with-energy!
Recently, I've REdiscovered my artistic-bent ... the past several years have been tumultuous, and creative in other ways ... and quite frankly, my spiritual/emotional/transitional journey took over my life with a huge intensity. And so, something that I love to do had to take a backseat for a while ~ a temporary hiatus.
However, it's become clear to me that it's time to bring it back, to reclaim this sidelined part of who I AM ... that my inner-creative-bent must come out to play! And so, I've started to paint again ... not portraits or still-lifes, or even walls (I do that too, as a faux-artist), but in painting my wild and wacky furniture as art, or FurnARTure. I've shared the photos on the side-bar ----> (& then down a wee bit), but I'd like to share a little bit about why I do what I do ...
I was bulimic for many years, from 1979 - 2000 (ages 18-39)... very seriously addicted, and came close to dying many times ... tried everything to recover (you name it, I did it, to no avail). I felt like a totally spent, useless, discarded human being, a complete failure ... utterly hopeless. In the fall of 2000, I got the sudden out-of-nowhere urge to paint-over a little stool in my house (this after having had all creativity sucked out of me by the addiction - when one is in "survive mode", there's no room for thriving).
This particular stool had a Pennsylvania Dutch "hex" sign on the seat, of a two-headed bird ... each head looking into different directions. It suddenly spoke to me of "double-mindedness"... conflicting inner desires - a confused-compulsion for self-destruction on one hand, and a haunting desire for life (rather than merely existing) on the other. That stool wordlessly taunted me, reflecting the inner-judgment that tormented my soul. A silent indictment. I couldn't bear to look at it for a moment longer!
I primed that little stool, marveled in the inviting clean-whiteness of it, and launched into the creative process ... it was as if the life and joy was coming to me, more like through me, from some forgotten place deep within me, as if the stool spoke to me about what it wanted to be -- somehow reflecting what I wanted to be, or to remember who I am...
I was delighted with the final outcome, and quite frankly astonished -- I felt a spark of long-forgotten joy in my heart. I continued, transforming many items, just for the sheer joy of it. It was a thrill to take old, discarded, unwanted, useless items (which I found in yard sales, thrift stores, and dumpsters), to clean them up, prime them (that fresh blank slate), and bring out the hidden inner-life. Something within ME was feeling the hope-of-life again...
Three months later, in an incredible moment of transformation, I was healed of bulimia (the tool/mode was Theophostic prayer) ... it was as if something said to me, "as you did with the furniture, so I do with you ... you are not old, discarded, unwanted or useless ... you are a conduit of joy and life, which I'm now bringing forth, from where it was long-hidden." The outward manifestation was a pronouncement, a foretelling if you will, of what was happening within me, where it could not yet be seen.
Out of the ashes of a life deemed hopeless, beauty has emerged. I am the most astonished & grateful of women! I've transformed from barely surviving, to gloriously thriving!
And so, my painting continues to be an affirmation of life and joy ... complete with the inherent imperfections that come with the rescued, and forgotten, and passed-over things of this life ... testimonies of where they once were, and what they have now become. Nothing wasted, nothing regretted. All good.
I love that I rescue these diamonds-in-the-rough out of the landfills (recycling in a sublime form - more rewarding than merely rinsing out cans, LOL!) ... that I give them new life and purpose again ... that they serve to bring joy and delight to those who see them. They're meant to be beautiful and useful, if "only" to bring a smile to the face and the heart, when they catch the eye.
I call my art Serendipities by Dena ... for each piece is an unexpectedly-revealed treasure, a reminder that within each of us, without exception, there is a hidden source of joy and beauty, a spark of Life, that can come forth if only we take the time to draw it out...!
I dare you, I challenge you, and I hope to inspire you to freely-express YOUR joy and creativity today...!
Shalom & Namaste,
Dena
Recently, I've REdiscovered my artistic-bent ... the past several years have been tumultuous, and creative in other ways ... and quite frankly, my spiritual/emotional/transitional journey took over my life with a huge intensity. And so, something that I love to do had to take a backseat for a while ~ a temporary hiatus.
However, it's become clear to me that it's time to bring it back, to reclaim this sidelined part of who I AM ... that my inner-creative-bent must come out to play! And so, I've started to paint again ... not portraits or still-lifes, or even walls (I do that too, as a faux-artist), but in painting my wild and wacky furniture as art, or FurnARTure. I've shared the photos on the side-bar ----> (& then down a wee bit), but I'd like to share a little bit about why I do what I do ...
I was bulimic for many years, from 1979 - 2000 (ages 18-39)... very seriously addicted, and came close to dying many times ... tried everything to recover (you name it, I did it, to no avail). I felt like a totally spent, useless, discarded human being, a complete failure ... utterly hopeless. In the fall of 2000, I got the sudden out-of-nowhere urge to paint-over a little stool in my house (this after having had all creativity sucked out of me by the addiction - when one is in "survive mode", there's no room for thriving).
This particular stool had a Pennsylvania Dutch "hex" sign on the seat, of a two-headed bird ... each head looking into different directions. It suddenly spoke to me of "double-mindedness"... conflicting inner desires - a confused-compulsion for self-destruction on one hand, and a haunting desire for life (rather than merely existing) on the other. That stool wordlessly taunted me, reflecting the inner-judgment that tormented my soul. A silent indictment. I couldn't bear to look at it for a moment longer!
I primed that little stool, marveled in the inviting clean-whiteness of it, and launched into the creative process ... it was as if the life and joy was coming to me, more like through me, from some forgotten place deep within me, as if the stool spoke to me about what it wanted to be -- somehow reflecting what I wanted to be, or to remember who I am...
I was delighted with the final outcome, and quite frankly astonished -- I felt a spark of long-forgotten joy in my heart. I continued, transforming many items, just for the sheer joy of it. It was a thrill to take old, discarded, unwanted, useless items (which I found in yard sales, thrift stores, and dumpsters), to clean them up, prime them (that fresh blank slate), and bring out the hidden inner-life. Something within ME was feeling the hope-of-life again...
Three months later, in an incredible moment of transformation, I was healed of bulimia (the tool/mode was Theophostic prayer) ... it was as if something said to me, "as you did with the furniture, so I do with you ... you are not old, discarded, unwanted or useless ... you are a conduit of joy and life, which I'm now bringing forth, from where it was long-hidden." The outward manifestation was a pronouncement, a foretelling if you will, of what was happening within me, where it could not yet be seen.
Out of the ashes of a life deemed hopeless, beauty has emerged. I am the most astonished & grateful of women! I've transformed from barely surviving, to gloriously thriving!
And so, my painting continues to be an affirmation of life and joy ... complete with the inherent imperfections that come with the rescued, and forgotten, and passed-over things of this life ... testimonies of where they once were, and what they have now become. Nothing wasted, nothing regretted. All good.
I love that I rescue these diamonds-in-the-rough out of the landfills (recycling in a sublime form - more rewarding than merely rinsing out cans, LOL!) ... that I give them new life and purpose again ... that they serve to bring joy and delight to those who see them. They're meant to be beautiful and useful, if "only" to bring a smile to the face and the heart, when they catch the eye.
I call my art Serendipities by Dena ... for each piece is an unexpectedly-revealed treasure, a reminder that within each of us, without exception, there is a hidden source of joy and beauty, a spark of Life, that can come forth if only we take the time to draw it out...!
I dare you, I challenge you, and I hope to inspire you to freely-express YOUR joy and creativity today...!
Shalom & Namaste,
Dena
Friday, February 19, 2010
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