I wake up two weeks ago covered in glitter . My first thought … HUH????
A few things could have happened, either I was sleep walking and fell in a pot of glitter , or someone sprinkled me with glitter while I was sleeping . Neither of which I would have minded. If you know me , you know I absolutely LOVE glitter.
Being 4:30 in the morning I was a little slow with figuring out why I was full of glitter – I pulled the sheets back and found even more glitter. Now I was completely boggled! Where did this glitter come from.
Finally I figured it out. Next to my bed I have a calendar of some of Gustav Klimt’s paintings. On the cover is one of my favorite paintings from him : The Kiss. And on there is glitter! I had picked it up the night before – got glitter all over my bed and rolled around in it the whole night.
Will post some photo’s of the calendar later.
Needless to say , it took me a while to get the glitter off.
cheers for now
Finally my table is finished! This painting does not really fit into a specific genre , but then again , none of my paintings do. I started off wanting it very realistic ( not being true to who i am) and then very promtly decided to mix it up a
As you can see i wanted to create the feeling of a drawing that becomes a photo-realistic picture (or visa versa) .
Im so proud of this new master piece.next step is a glass cover for the table.
Who would have thought that a 20 year old Ikea table that was a hideous purple could turn out to be such a beautiful centre piece.
Cheers for now
I have always known about Aboriginal art , the first time i was in Australia i saw some art pieces but never really thought much about it – perhaps because i didnt understand it.
Four years later and im back in Australia and suddenly the Aboriginal art intreges me. Maybe its because i studied art for a while and my need to learn new things. I wanted to find out how a few “simple” dots made such an interesting picture . its not at all the same as abstract art.
Let me explain. Just before i left Australia to come back home , my dad and i drove a few hours out of Sydney just to explore. We found a little art gallery while looking for ice cream. As usual we walked in to admire the art . Except this time we met a lady with an incredible knowledge of the Aboriginal communities and their “art”.
We started talking , mostly because both my father and i love to learn new things and especially things i have no knowledge of whatsoever.
I few day s before we found this little gallery we were at the Sydney Art Museum. We saw an incredible painting from an Aboriginal woman. Unfortunately we are not allowed to take photo’s of these paintings. Anyway we went home and did some research to see if we could find a picture of this incredible painting. What we happended to sumble upon startled us. The painting on the internet was not the same painting.
Back to the gallery : We asked this woman about this and if it could be possible. What we found out was better than a conspiracy theory.
lesson number 1 : The aboriginal people dont make “art” . In the 1970’s the western civilisation decided that the pictures the Aboriginal people were making would be lovely art.
Lesson number 2: The Aboriginal people made the “art” as a form of communication. They dont have a proper written language. They teach the new generation about life > Basically like what we learn at school they teach their kids with dots and colour and line.
Lesson number 3: Each person gets a lesson they need to teach in life . In western terms its their responibility to teach their kids about this specific thing. Let me use myself as an example. My gran would have had a responsibilty to teach my mom about Art for instance . ( this is all in western terms and isnt exactly the same. Im just using this as an example because we can all understand this ) . So when my mom is born she gets that same responsibility to teach her kids about art. When i was born it gets carried over to me.
Lesson number 4: Each tribe has a different way of portraying the same thing. So the way we portray “art” and teach our kids about art is different to the way another tribe might.
Lots to take in i know. For now i willleave you with some examples about this and then next time we can dig a little deeper.
Both of these are the seven sisters : bothe different and both from different tribes.
*please note that the info here is only subject to a few peoples research . Nothing is offical yet. *
Cheers til next time
I have recently been involved in a few photo shoots. Something i always wanted to do but never thought i would get a chance to do. I was suddenly plunged into a sea of newness. I was asked by a friend to style a wedding shoot for her. Well , let me tell you something , if you are planning to get married i salute you. My friend and i planned and re planned a wedding in less than a week. I actually think we re planned the re plan . If i didnt just confuse you i certainly confused myself.
Anyway , a lot of research went into that shoot and many many hours of work and some serious foot work certainly helped. While researching new wedding fashion i noticed some same old same old , but i noticed something fresh.Now i know that this specific new trend isnt all THAT new. But its taken South Africa by storm.
This new trend – COLOUR.
Everything these days is in beautiful BOLD colour. Its fashion now to wear a green pair of jeans with an orange t-shirt and Pink jacket. Go in to any store and the first thing you will see is colour.Its no longer about matching items. The more the contrast the better the outfit. It often reminds me of Piet Mondrian. The only difference in my mind is that Mondrian only used primary colours ( blue , red , yellow ) . He had a obession with those colours and wanted his paintings to be as simple as possible. To go back to the beginning , you could say , when colour was art.
I recently had a birthday and my awesome friend bought me the coolest shoes. Although i have no idea how to walk in them i WILL wear them and find a good reason to show them off.They remind me of my very own Mondrian painting.
Friends and family have always known me as the one with the brightest eyeshadow , brightest shoes and brightest clothes. I must say i sometimes cringe when i think back at what i used to wear. I suppose my artist self would come out , i just didnt know how to tame that side of me. Unfortunately i have always been before my time and just as i am taming my artist self … the rest of the world catches up with the colour trend.
Maybe i will hold off on that taming …
race you to the nearest store!
Be brave , go bold.