I’ve been so far out in the land of creation for a while now, that i’ve spent little time relaying it back into real time. I come to you from the future now, with evidence of a journey deep into the beyond. Lately when I try to blog, I feel like ...
I’ve been so far out in the land of creation for a while now, that i’ve spent little time relaying it back into real time. I come to you from the future now, with evidence of a journey deep into the beyond. Lately when I try to blog, I feel like I’m traveling back in time. The time-machine is my laptop, as I scroll back for pictures that can finally be released and shared. So many of my projects happen now, under wraps, concealed until the time they can be released. Time is abstracted and warped by the platforms which embrace it. But I want to bridge the gap. I want to be the time-traveler. I want to bring you on the journey. I’ve struggled with how to climb back into my spaceship. As with almost anything, there is no right time. The only way is to begin.
I posted a lot last year when I was fully committed to the “1989″ collection. I was devoted to it, wholly and completely. As with all great loves, it consumed me. I had to cocoon myself to re-emerge. I did so in the Spring with “Beyond and Below”, somewhat quietly and without fanfare. I sank and buoyed myself into a blue black deep and infinite world of ideas initiated by emotion and propelled by science and collaboration. I began working with a team of talented people on a project that I can only approach at this very moment in my own life. We’ve had near weekly concepting dinners for over 6 months now. The horizon retreated. Along the way, we lost a member of our earthly team, and at the same time I scaled a mountain of sorts in my own family dynamic. The journey has been cluttered with space dust. But time has expanded to remind us we are not only here, but everywhere too.
I blog now from the place of surrender… floating. I know how to paint. That truth remains. The rest is rust and stardust. Remnants of connections from when we were assembled, flaws and all, stretching to an ideal planet beyond this one.
From beyond, Rebecca
**Line drawing of hands above is my own, Top right photo I took of the hand of my collaborator. The other images are copyright noted or unknown.
Beyond a Below is a collection with celestial and aquatic imagery that depicts the further reaches of our human experience. Beyond this world, this consciousness. Below the surface. Below the soil, ocean, depths. The unseen realms. Beyond that old narrative. Beyond what we know. Beyond this realm. Beyond understanding, measurement, size and time. Coming from below. Bubbling up. The Belly. The gut level, sixth sense, intuition. Under the skin, hidden, secret. Sirens. Mermaids. Whales and whirlpools. Comet. Spacedust. Black Holes. Flight and wind. Join me on the journey. I’ll meet you out there.
To make a purchase from this release, please email me firstname.lastname@example.org
This is an updated post. Many pieces sold during the pre-release or on opening night. Thank you to all my collectors and everyone who came to the opening or reached out to say hi! It’s lovely to share this work with you. Xo, Rebecca
“Stardust”, 18″ x 24″, acrylic on linen, framed, $2100 SOLD
“Icarus” 18″ x 24″ acrylic on linen, framed, $1850 SOLD
“Night For Keeps” 12″ x 16″ acrylic on canvas, $850 SOLD
“Celestial Belly” 12″ x 16″ acrylic on canvas, $900 SOLD
“Fathom” 18″ x 24″ acrylic on canvas, $2160 SOLD
“Bar Headed Goose” 12″ x 16″ acrylic on canvas, $900
“A Butterfly’s Memory” 18″ x 24″ acrylic on linen, framed, $1750
“Blindfold” 12″ x 16″ acrylic on canvas, $900 SOLD
“The Dove Trick” 9″ x 12″ acrylic on canvas, framed, $700 SOLD
“Twin Swans” 12″ x 16″ acrylic on canvas, $950 SOLD
“Night Swim” 12″ x 16″ acrylic on canvas, $800 SOLD
“How Whales Fly” 18″ x 24″ acrylic on linen, framed, $1950
This concludes the online release. Thank you for tuning in!
Announcing my Spring Collection: “Beyond and Below”: an exploration of celestial and oceanic extremes as metaphors for the cerebral human experience. May 3, New Orleans Bywater Art Loft Gallery 3726 Dauphine St. 6-9pm. Countdown with me starting now as I share my inspirations and musings until the online pre-release on May 2. Pieces in this collection range from 12"x16" to 18"x24". Sketches and smaller pieces went live in the Atelier yesterday. (Link in profile) I hope you love the buoyancy and depth of this collection.
psst: A few new little pieces just went live in the Atelier.
My practice is strong lately. I’m drawing and painting and writing everyday. I’m painting family tree commissions and working on secret projects. Getting older is hard but getting better is making up for it. It’s good to be settled in my massive studio space, and every day embody a bit more of what it means to be a working artist. With my sketching and scribbling I’m speaking a visual language I first wrote many years ago, and I find I’m in dialogue with my former self, my undiscovered self and my future self. It’s like trying to look into a black hole, around a curve, over a horizon - when you’ve stretched to your limits you catch a glimpse of what you might become and what you have been. Even when I try to recreate something I’ve made before, it comes out different because I am informed by my life experiences. The new artifact is colored with all those things I cannot un-know.
To those of you who are also creators, I want to remind you to keep practicing, keep writing your own story, and keep finding new ways to tell it. Keep stretching over the horizon. The only way to know if you are an artist is to try to be one every day. This is true for anyone: Some days we are artists. Some days we are not. Even still, we have the chance, right? We have the chance to try. Life is a stage indeed. Merci.