As many of you know, Wallace Studios will be relocating from New Jersey to Sarasota, Florida sometime during the Spring of 2016.
We are currently in Sarasota, at what I have nicknamed The Villa, working on the home we are to move into. It was previously owned by a family member. Lots of sorting, gifting, tossing, donating, and planning. Lots of change. We are making good progress. When we return to New Jersey shortly there will be more of the same.
Our new home will be approximately 30% smaller than our current. Our mission statement has always included simplicity. This will be a test of how serious we are about that word. I will no longer have a dedicated room for a studio, but a dedicated space instead. A big change.
This studio space will soon occupy a place of prominence in our new home. Another change. While I am a bit nervous about keeping it neat and tidy, there is a joy in it being such a part of our living space, as it is such a part of my life. Or more to the point, who I am. Out in the middle of living. Sort of how I’m feeling in Florida.
My father’s greatest gift was his awesome example of accepting change with an open heart. He is in my ear when I get a bit overwhelmed. Reminding me that change is inevitable, it’s how we accept it that matters.
Which brings us to the seashell and my “aha” moment. The bright new bedspread made this room look particularly empty. Easy fix for me. No shopping involved, not even really any decision. Just pull out the brushes, paper, paints, water and some paper towels and go.
Hitting home (in our new home), that creating art isn’t about where it’s executed, it’s all about just arting.
“Did You Art Today?”
My first Thanksgiving away from home. That’s right….at 63 years old, I have never been away from “home” for Thanksgiving. Granted, the “homes” were different. Mom and Dad’s. Mine. My familys’.
This year we were in Florida. Spending time getting our new to us villa feeling a bit like ours before we make our big move sometime next Spring.
We were not alone. Gracious friends invited us to share their meal. No cooking, no preparation. We showed up with wine and gratitude. The food was delicious, the atmosphere warm and welcoming.
Phone calls, and a beautiful flower arrangements from family did elicit a tear or two. They were all in their homes, or the homes of loved ones.
My painting today, comes directly from the gorgeous flowers delivered to our new address by a personable young who had also resided in New Jersey years ago. A brilliant design of an arrangement, so stunning, it took me all of five minutes to pick up the paint brushes, excited to have such a vibrant subject that brought such joy.
My first Floral Friday in my new house……. my new home.
“Did You Art Today?”
Commissions are a mainstay of my art life. Painting people, dogs, cats, horses, and homes has kept me busy for many an hour. Extricating the details, maintaining a sense of style and trying to capture the light of a soul keeps me challenged as an artist and happily painting, knowing the paintings will have their forever walL
But never has one touched me so profoundly.
Knowing this departed soul as a child, I literally felt her presence connected with me while strolling down memory lane as I painted from a charming, mysterious old black and white photo. Wanting to make sure I captured her essence for the wonderful family I had known growing up.
I have always maintained that the connection art has given me with people is the best part of being an artist. Reconnecting with this family when I delivered this painting with my sister, the love was palatable in the room. Overwhelmingly beautiful. Renewing my faith.
A huge thank you to the Keil family. You honored me when you commissioned me to paint your sister. May your light and love continue to shine bright so all may see and be inspired.
Even though the studio is having a big sale, it’s, after all, still Floral Friday.
Broke out the acrylic paints for today’s little sweetie. Very Fall inspired.
“Did You Art Today?”