Showing posts with label About writing Art and Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label About writing Art and Poetry. Show all posts

4.12.08

‘ARTISTS IN PARADISE’ EXHIBITION; MISSING PAINTING AND THE LOCAL BULLETIN'

I must apologize for the delay in posting, but due to my own fault, my computer failed and I had to find another one to post this one.

The exhibition  ‘Artists in Paradise’, which took place at the Gold coast Council Chambers, displayed works of twelve artists of multicultural background; of which I was one. We represented a cross section of people from countries as different as Israel and Iran, and Europe and China, who made Australia their home. 

Opening night, Friday the 7th of November, which brought many people together, turned out to be a lively cultural event where everyone felt at home.   

Even though the subject was Australian landscape, the work displayed varied greatly from one another. It did, to a large extend, depict the artist’s background understanding, feeling and visual interpretation, not only as an individual, which all artistic work do, but also according to his/hers place of origin. 

By 10.30 Monday morning, after the exhibition reopened at 9am (being close for the weekend) one of my six paintings displayed was missing. With this experience, I had, and still have, some mixed feeling.  On the one hand, I lost a painting.  On the other, someone might have loved it to such extend, that its disappearance should make me proud. 

Be it as it may, the painting is still missing; AND as each painting I paint it a part of me; a part of my soul, it is upsetting. 

Wanting it back, I contacted our local Newspaper, ‘The Gold Coast Bulletin'. Within a couple of days, the paper posted a story, with my photo and a photo of the missing painting, asking for its return.  

I was overwhelmed by the swift action and by the wonderful attention I got from the Journalist Andrew and Glenn, the photographer, and thanking them I must.  

I must also thank the Bulletin, and the lady that took my call, whose name I don’t know, for their help.

Thank you

Renate

27.10.08

ART POETRY AND WRITINGS

Since my last post, I was busy painting, preparing for an exhibition I am to take part in, and thus the delay.

In preparation for the catalogue, I was asked to introduce and tell something about myself, to be printed in it. This I thought was unnecessary, as my painting will do that for me. Instead, I opted to say something about painting; about my feeling and the point of view I have on the subject.

Having done that, lead me thinking of the other disciplines I am involved in; mainly poetry and writing, and I came to the conclusion that the three are in reality, my reality, the same thing. They all convey the soul of their creator, each in its own unique form.

How come you may ask? Well, what ever you do has your signature. Your signature is not the name you write below, but what underlines your creation. The way you see things; whether in words or in colour; the way you express them; the way you view and approach that which you encounter or that which consumes you. This is the reason, why you can say, all these were created by one person or another.

So what is then, the difference between those various disciplines? The difference is the mode used. When I write a book, I use more characters; have a plot that runs into details. I move through time and events my characters are involved in. I elaborate and extend description and may add some dialogue, or a poem or two to give more personality those characters.

In poetry, I express that which I see, feel or understand, in the shortest and most precise manner, and in rhythm. It is a song in words.

In both forms about, I use words in different ways. In painting I do that visually; in various colour combination that not only interpret what I see, but also show the mood of the subject, or my own, at the time of painting. These apply not only to conventional painting, but to abstract ones as well; and it may be that in the abstract, they play even a more prominent place.

Taking the three forms of expression together, I convey what is within me by utilizing and tantalizing different senses.

Renate
http://www.promisedland-renate.com

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