Still life by P. Ceazanne

Recently I've noticed that I have interesting musings on art. It is maybe because I deal with it a lot. It is my part of life although it is not my profession.

To me art is the freedom of expression no matter who you are. If you are a railwayman or a preacher like Van Gogh was or you do any other job. It would be wrong to call art a branch of science 'cause it deals with emotions. It is certainly not a science. You cannot examine it. All you can do is to judge whether you like it or not.

I know some people who don't recall the names of their favourite painters but only remember their masterpieces and the feelings that accompanied them. I paint and I draw mainly because I realise my feelings on the canvas. I can observe the touch of the paint brush and enjoy the outcome. What is more and I want to emphasize it here is that everyone can have his input in art. It doesn't matter if you are skillful at painting or you paint childishly. You enrich art with your own input and the richness of your expression, the richness of your personality.

I heard at my painting course that Picasso actually destroyed art with his kitch. I don't know what is your opinion on this but I think that he enriched art with his cubism and mayhem. His art was actually who he was. He had the right to express himself and have his audience of admirers. Personally , I admire his art but it is something personal and you can have a different opinion. So all in all , what I want to empasize and it is my opinion only that the beauty of art lies in everyone's expression. Nobody impoverishes art as such. Everyone has got his only input which is extraordinary.

Life learning

Today I want to make my way towards a new life. As usual I follow Pawlikowska's teachings and keep practising but I withdraw too quickly. What I mean by this is reapiting mantras in my mind as long as they prove to be successful. For example I reapeat the saying I'm loved I feel secure. I don't know if I endure this trial but I feel that I do something for myself, something to change my life. As a rule I lived in constant fear and I felt it was normal. Now I know it is pointless and useless. I wish I could believe in these mantras. My subconciousness is so stubborn.

Now I started having holidays. The weather is nice, but I leave in fear of what will happen in the future. I still paint. This painting is in oil. It depicts a rose. In general, it was one of the first successful flowers of mine. Thanks to that course I'm better at painting. I even managed to do Lempicka's painting and it proved to be good.

Wood ready to move

Today one of my photos taken at the forest. Nice, isn't it. Today I don't have much to say as usual. I think that my blog is a little bit boring that's why I insert pictures of trees cut down in the forest.
It is appealing and I like pictures which show something zoomed. This is one example of it. Have a nice day!

Admirable woman

Today I'm writing in a hurry, actually I don't know why. Maybe I consider myself a writing looser. I had always problems with this . Above is my drawing in pastel. Now I consider it a failure, because there is something wrong with the proportions. However, drawing the human body is my hobby. I don't know if I ever master this skill, but I hope to. 

Still, I attend painting classes and they give me a lot of satisfaction. I didn't give up on them. In a few days' time I'm going to insert some new paintings. In my opinion I get better each day. It is my passion and I started painting on canvas so it is something new. I find more tricky nonetheless. Now my paintings can be hanged on the wall. In general I develop quickly and it lifts my mood, because somehow I couldn't imagine myself progressing.

Georgia O'keefe painting.

This picture is based on Georgia O'keefe painting . I don't remember exactly what is the title. It has something to do with lake. I adore her paintings and her pride of being a woman and a painter. This is something very rare. Artists are in general sad because they don't earn enough money. What's so funny about it is that I also want to join their ranks. Today I'm going to my painting classes. They give me some practise but I also do some work at home. This one above is my home work.

Today it is a long time that I haven't written. Certainly I won't be a proffessional writer because my writing is not fluent however I want to be a proffesional artist. That is my aim and I long for it with all my heart.Above this is a picture which I did with my deseased friend and it is put on display. The lightning is not that good but it is one of my best paintings. It is oil on board. I wonder if you know that it is done with my fingertips.  I turned down that technique because of my health because red posseses some toxic substances. The topic of that picture is "On the Amalfi coast" and comes from Italy. I love that country and one of my dreams is to depict Tuscany and maybe to live there in my private home. Who knows what the future brings.

In general I don't like writing very much because of my internal qritique. It is a hard worker. Besides I have not much to say. I need to do some shopping because I haven't much in the fridge. I feel dissappointed because I set myself very high bars and it is hard for me to overcome them. I imagined myself as someone perfect. I suffer because I wanted to be a good cook and I'm not one. I don't know why. Next time I want to prepare a given text because it is hard for me to start everything from scratch.

Magnolias in bloom

This is one of my pictures painted with fingertips. It's nice. The blue hue also add some mystic atmosphere to it. According to my teacher this could be a good present for a birthday. I regret one thing. There should be some kind of depth in this picture. I'm a beginner and it is hard for me to achieve it. If you want to buy it , let me know.