Back in 1996, I was having a solo art exhibit at a gallery in Los Angeles.
My dear mother, Adele, flew out from NJ for my art show. While waiting for the opening evening of the exhibition reception some days away, we had free time. I wanted to show her a few of the tourist sites in LA.
One sunny afternoon, we headed over to the bustling Farmers Market that had trendy shops, restaurants, and gourmet offerings.
While we were sitting outside at a table near the clock tower, soaking up the ambiance, my mother leaned over and said: “I think that’s Shecky Greene over there.”
Recently, I attended a retrospective of Armond Lara’s artworks at the form & concept Art Gallery in Santa Fe, New Mexico.
I had read about the “Art on a String” exhibit in Pasateimpo, an informative publication about the arts.
I was immediately drawn, especially to the image of Lara’s Picasso marionette and what he had said about his art in the press release. He referred to his art as work. I thought art on a string can also refer to a kite.
One film in particular (and books, too)about Picasso told of how his first Vollard exhibit was a total failure—not one piece sold. Picasso, they said, was so dejected at the time that he felt his life would go the tragic way of Van Gogh.
One of my patrons loved Pygmalion Redux, a 19x13 inches fine art print on archival paper. But, she wanted the painting, as a triptych measuring 74x36 inches for a large open wall space.
My article is primarily for those new to Corel Painter. Since the program offers an extensive and exceptional array of tools, I’ll weigh in on these: performance, brushes, layers, mixed media, photo art, plus a sidebar perspective: Traditional vs Digital Art.
An old monk and a young monk were walking along the road when they came to a rushing stream. It was neither too wide nor too deep. They were about to wade across when a beautiful young woman, who had been waiting on the bank, approached them. She was elegantly dressed, and she fluttered her fan and batted her eyelashes, smiling at them with big eyes.
In the dimly lit inner sanctum, there were some thirty pianos, each covered with a soft white sheet. Our host, a wealthy piano collector, told us various virtuosi and composers had owned these pianos. He asked us if we would like to hear a piece. Yeses and nods.
Some time ago, I had met Peter, an artist of some note. He had one of those meteoric rises to fame straight out of his master of fine arts education, but, as of late, interest among the public had been waning for whatever reason.
How can your work be original if you think, speak, and act in clichés? Once your ear is attuned to this disability, you will mend your ways and your art will naturally become authentic.
“Sir, are you the man with the dog?” said the pretty airline representative. She resembled Sally Field when she had starred as the perky Flying Nun in the old TV series. We were standing near the lounge seats closest to the boarding gate. The plane was being cleaned and refueled.
To triumph over rejection you must feel—not think about—that divine fire in the belly, a flame that can only be extinguished by you; no one else has dominion over your work. Did you think otherwise? Remember, failure isn’t when someone rejects your art; failure is when you give up on your own self.
Let me describe the process of creating original fine art prints on paper that provide clarity for new art collectors or even seasoned patrons to make informed decisions.
Have you ever experienced what you thought was good news that turned out to be bad news—or bad news that turned out to be good news? Only time reveals the future.
Are you game to find out what the “movie” is about for yourself, or do you rely on the so-called critics?
You define yourself by how you approach the new, the unfamiliar, the unexplored, the unexplained, the untested, and, dare I say it, the as-yet unreviewed. Are you a critical thinker?
In “The Metamorphosis,” Franz Kafka shocked readers with a grotesque fable about a man who wakes up one morning to discover he has been transformed into an insect, which dovetails with the Buddhist world view of rebirth, or transmigration of the soul.
Sometimes serendipity is defined as having a natural gift for making wondrous discoveries by accident—but there are no accidents, or coincidences as it were; there is only timing.
