I have thrown pots, formed ceramic sculpture, created mosaics…and in the last few years, I have been fusing glass and and painting acrylic aabstracts. I have learned from the best – a few experienced and successful potters, various mosaicers, a bunch of fused glass teachers, the talented painter and colorist Lance Green
and my lovely, talented painting mentor Barbara McCulloch
. I have grown so much from working with all of my teachers, especially Barbara. I owe her a huge debt of gratitude.
When I go to her studio, with my paintings, we talk about my composition, value, tone, etc etc, just as you’d expect from a mentor. We also talk a lot of about the spirituality of art and what I am saying and revealing in my paintings. What she has helped me to see is that I talk a lot about Darkness and Light, layers of consciousness (including dreams), and Hope. To me hope is the most important thing in life. If we do not have hope, we are starved. When we are starved we do destructive things … and dumb things (speaking for myself).
After our sessions, I journal to process what we talked about. I also journal before, during and after painting each day. My desire, my wish, maybe my calling (?) is to create sculpture. Sculpture is a “meaty” form of an idea, feelings, or experience, that nothing else can express in the same way. My wish/calling to create sculpture isn’t a new revelation – I have many sketches of sculpture that come to me over the years. One of the reasons why I left Poudre River Arts Center was to be able to afford to take sculpture classes. But life got in the way – or I did. Maybe both.
Fast forward a bunch of years…as I was journaling recently, I found myself thinking about sculpture again and how I would love to create large pieces that would be seen and experienced in a big way. I know, I know, that last sentence sounds goofy – but that’s the only way I know how to express it right now. It seemed like a “good enough” time to look into classes. It’s like having kids – there’s no perfect time to have kids (we don’t have enough money, I am not mature enough, not…well you get the idea).
So… I found a welding certification program at our community college. I applied to college and got accepted…then later discovered a certification program in creative welding for artists. Holy crap I had no idea! In my excitement, I found a list of required classes and registered for Drawing I. Then my panic ensued.
So I was able to breathe through my panic, not drop the class, pay the first payment of the payment plan, and show up to the first two classes. At first, I felt awkward, excited, nervous, a little scared – AND right where I am supposed to be. I am home. I am an art student!