Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Blackbird on a Wire

I am often asked how I come up with ideas; how to be creative - how to be imaginative.  I can't answer these question/s because I don't understand how else to be.  I don't comprehend a negative.  My head is filled with so many ideas and the world is just as full of materials, textures, colors and sensations as to be a constant source of inspiration.  If I could live a dozen lifetimes I can't imagine that I would ever be bored, ever run out of things to make or do or think.

Blackbird on a Wire  36 x 28 acrylic on deep cradle panel
Don't you want to make something?  Don't you just want to make something that is yours alone - but that can be shared with peers who understand the drive?  And don't you just want to make something - some things that is/are yours to keep?

We are each unique.  Our thoughts are our own to explore.  We each have purpose and a hunger to create.  Let's feed the hunger and turn it into purpose.  Let's make something that would never have been...

So if you are feeling confined and boxed in - do what Elvis does: Bust out of that cage.  Poke your paws out of that box.  Expand your horizons.  You'll be more comfortable...


 

10 comments:

Roy said...

Well there you are! I wondered where you'd gotten to. Again. Welcome back!

Patrice said...

Hi Roy, my faithful friend.

Yeah - it's been hectic here. I had knee surgery a while back after a fall at work and recovery has been rather slow. The frustrating part is that it shortens my productive day as I cannot stand for very long - nor can I sit much without terrible stiffness setting in. To function I must be up and down and icing constantly.

Bummer. I envy you your walks...

Carrie Jacobson said...

Love the crow (blackbird?) - and especially the wire.

It's interesting to read your thoughts on creativity, too. I've never been at a loss for ideas - and I think that's in all of us, like a door we open inside, or a window, or a faucet, and we just have to move all the crap away from in front of it, till we can open it, get it running.

And I love the photos of your funny cat!

Patrice said...

Hi Carrie - Thanks, and thanks for noticing the wire! That was the hardest durn thing to paint...

I love your metaphors about being open. That's just how I feel. When making art, none of the crap of the world exists for me for that space of time. Even time is lost.

Course, for Elvis it's always like that :)

DJ said...

OH, I am IN LOVE with Elvis! You go, boy!
Lesson: Life is too short: Get comfortable!
Your blackbird inspires me, Patrice.
So sorry to hear about your knee; do what you must to take care of yourself. Knees are usually good healers, so keep going. And please keep us posted so we don't worry about you.
Hugs & Prayers,
Deej

Patrice said...

Hey DJ...

Elvis wants to know if you are lonesome tonight...? heh - He loves you right back.

And my injured knee is coming along - now the other one hurts from having to do all the work! Old age is tuff - but old lady artists are tougher.. Thanks for stopping by.

andrea said...

You nailed the expression on his/her face! (And love that bottom photo!)

Patrice said...

Elvis is all boy - and one of the oddest cats I've ever lived with. At four years old, he still thinks his twitching tail is either a toy or the enemy. He attacks it, screams, bites it with ears laid back, and finally runs when all this just makes his biting it hurt more!

Thanks for stopping. I just love your avatar by the way!

Joe Lastomirsky said...

I really like the black bird painting you used for the header, very nice.

Patrice said...

Thanks, Joe. And I'm loving those canes you are making...