Silver glittering angel. Flecks of violet, jade, topaz sparkle.
Set against that dark rich and warm Light Red background.
The Photographer, Kelly Walker, was busy around here.
With her permission, I’ve used her images.
The Art of the Holidays
Truly…. there isn’t much, in the way of drawing, painting, creating at the moment.
A tiny bit. Some.
But truly, the art of the holidays is to go with the flow.
The white Christmas tree…. a reminder of snow that will never fall upon the hot sands of W.A.
Yet somehow, the camera has caught a loveliness of spirit that sets it back to right.
A fallen feather
A fallen feather; but from where we may wonder.
A mingling of purest white and ebony black; with all the subtle beautiful tones of greys that stirs my artist’s mind.
Leaping to thoughts of which paints and pigments might be used to create all these splendid variations.
The delicate blush of sandstone cream, soft and pale, blurred like a dream into the background – captivates doesn’t it?
Once again, the camera has captured something that is, magical.
It pulls the eye, the heart, in.
I must say though….. Its not, the camera that did this magic.
No. Rather it is the person behind the camera who created this. Who was able to capture and convey these feelings of magic.
Open for interpretation.
I have assembled and used as inspiration these holiday photographs taken by another, but from my home.
They have then been used to form to shape – first within my imagination and then with paper and paints, an image that I have interpreted from those photos.
The outspread form. a tree shape?
Could it be an angel’s wing?
Is that snow in the foreground? A blizzard in the clouds?
Or perhaps it is the rays of the sun as it shimmers down right at dusk?
This is the pure beauty of the abstract: it is meant to engage.
It is open, for interpretation.