Sunday, March 19, 2017

You Go to My Heart

You Go to My Head
Oil on canvas, 18x18 
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I've been heartened lately - in fact, more than heartened... excited, amazed, thrilled! - by the rapid sales of three recent paintings. I posted two on Facebook and sent one out in my most recent newsletter, and they all sold.  Two were florals much like the one above, and the third was the floral-focused landscape to the left. 

Peter, my dad and my stepmother all have been urging me to paint more florals, but I've resisted. I've loved the florals I'd made, but in a way, I felt I was at the end of the road with them, much like the paintings of food, the underground, birds, palm trees and on and on. I wasn't feeling challenged, wasn't feeling there was much to discover. The rush of adventure and experiment that I love so much, that is at the heart of my painting, seemed to have gone. 

That all has changed. And while I don't know specifically why, I think it is just because I've grown as a painter. The paintings I made on the Big Skies Painting Trip, and that sustained immersion into painting and solitude, led me to new places and taught me things I hadn't known I didn't know. 

And lo and behold, it's all spilled over into florals, in a happy confluence of what I'm enjoying painting, and what people seem to be wanting. 

I've found that if I paint simply hoping to sell, the paintings seem to lack some bit of life, some invitation to buy. They don't engage the viewer because, I think, they didn't truly engage me. I was painting with a purpose that should be secondary but had wiggled its way into being primary, and that tamped down the life of the pieces.

But I need to sell my art. I can't just paint them and keep them, or paint them and give them away. So I need to make paintings that sell. And in these florals, at least for now, I think I've found a strange and exhilarating balance of my delight and yours. 

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IF YOU CAN come to the Paradise City show in Marlborough, Mass., March 24-26, you can see these florals in person, and let me know what you think about them. Do they interest and inspire you? What do you like, and what don't you like? 


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Stuff I've Seen

Here's Ted, who's shown up in my booth at shows from Michigan to California! He came to the show in Tubac, dressed to the nines, as always, and was as kind and upbeat as ever. 

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Dog of the Day 

It's Blanco, a huge sweetie, who lives with my friend SaraBeth in Tucson. 

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A Final Thought

"A writer - and, I believe, generally all persons - must think that whatever happsn to him or her is a resource. All things have been given to us for a purpose, and an artist must feel this more intensely. All that happens to us, including our humiliations, our misfortunes, our embarrassments, all is given to us as raw material, as clay, so that we may shape our art." 

- Jorge Luis Borges





Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Oxoboxo Morning


Oxoboxo Morning
Oil on canvas, 16x16

A few years ago, a friend and I started exchanging photos of the sky every day. It started because we'd found ourselves fascinated by the sky - her by the vastness of it, me by the colors and patterns, the stuff in the sky. 

We set out to exchange the photos for a year, but by now, it's three, going on four, I do believe. It's been a wonderful project, allowing me to see a part of her world, through her eyes, every day. In some ways, I've learned to see like her, a little bit. The project has helped me develop a new sense of vision, a new perspective. And it's been fun. Some days, the sky where she's been is exactly the same as the sky where I've been - even if we're half a world apart. Some days, the skies could hardly be more different - even if we're only a couple hundred miles apart. 

This is a painting I made from one of her photographs. I love the sense of dawning light in it, the bright colors in the sky and big dark humps of hills. And mostly, I like the touches of red at the tips of the tree branches, a promise that spring is indeed on the way. 

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I'LL HAVE THE "Oxoboxo Morning" painting, and some of my new florals, like the one to the left here, at the Paradise City show in Marlborough, MA, March 24-26. The show is in the Royal Plaza Trade Center. Marlborough is on I-495, about 45 minutes west of Boston, and 30 minutes east of Worcester. You can click here to get directions, and here to get a coupon for $2 off the admission fee. I'll be in Booth 404! I've done this show twice, and so I can tell you that it is a beautiful show, much like the one in Northampton, but smaller. And without the great Indian food... but I will get my fill at the show in May! 


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Stuff I've Seen
I saw this sign Vinton, Louisiana, on a beautiful road lined with Spanish-moss-hung live oaks. People were fishing on both sides of the road, a salt marsh on the east and 
a beautiful, fishy creek on the west. 

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Dog of the Day

The show in Englewood, Florida, was no good for selling art, but it was great for seeing dogs! 

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A Final Thought

"An artist's only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, 
and on his own terms, not anyone else's." 

- J.D. Salinger, "Franny and Zooey"




Saturday, February 18, 2017

Arivaca Dawn

Arivaca Dawn
Oil on canvas, 20x20

In just a few hours, I'll leave Arizona and head east, toward home - and I can hardly wait.

I've had a great stay here, and I'm sorry to go. Dad and Paula and I have spent wonderful time together. The sun has warmed my bones and chased my winter blahs away. I had great fun with my friends Cynthia and Kevin, and their friends (and now mine, too), Ruth and Tim. I saw my Arizona friends, had lunch with Linda and Lois, visited my artist friend Brenda Peo and saw her home and studio. I had a somewhat lackluster but not terrible show, sold a painting afterwards (one of my favorites ever), and made this painting, which I absolutely adore.

I could stay another two weeks or more and still be deliriously happy here, but the pull of home is strong, and I can't wait to get there, to be with Peter and the dogs, hang out with my friends, spend time in Wachapreague, smell that Eastern Shore wind and see that beautiful Eastern Shore light.

So it's the perfect time to leave.



Above, my painting in the landscape. Below, the moment I painted.



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Stuff I've Seen


I suspect I've posted this before, but it makes me smile every time. 
Exit Zero, the last exit in Texas on I-10

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Dog of the Day
Saw this cutie in Florida. Adorable! 

Want your pet to be the Dog of the Day? Send a photo to me at carrieBjacobson@gmail.com

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A Final Thought

"Your first 10,000 photographs are your worst." 

- Henri Cartier-Bresson







Thursday, February 16, 2017

Mesquite

Mesquite 
Oil on canvas, 16x16
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It was a windy day in Arizona when I set out to paint, and the clouds were low and moving fast. It rained on and off throughout the day, but not while I was painting.

It felt good to paint again after a long, non-painting drive and a long, non-painting show. I'm not wild about the red canvas, and probably won't try it again, though who knows. I think the brightness of the canvas pulls your eye away from the painting. What do you think?

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Stuff I've Seen

I'd love to know the genesis of this sign... but I do know that it made me laugh, 
and think of Doc, one of the twins, who I am missing dreadfully. 

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Dog of the Day
This tough little guy was standing in the middle of the street in Deming, NM, 
determined to stop traffic, in spit of the fact that he's only 6 inches tall. 


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A Final Thought

"ARt never responds to the wish to make it democratic; it is not for everybody; it is only for those who are willing to undergo the effort needed to understand it." 

- Flannery O'Connor








Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Arizona Afternoon

Arizona Afternoon
Oil on black canvas, 10x10
sold

I've been to Joshua Tree National Forest in California, and painted there, and loved seeing the strange, twisted trees reaching skyward. Joshua trees don't really grow much in New Mexico, but this Joshua tree-like cactus sure does.  I haven't been able to find out what these are, so if you know, I'd be delighted if you'd share the information. 

At any rate, I fell a little in love with them (the plant on the left in the painting above) and began thinking about how to paint them, as I drove across New Mexico. I've been looking forward to seeing ocatillo (the plants on the right), and saw a ton of them on the drive. So in lots of ways, this little painting is a poem to the dry beauty of the Arizona desert.

You can see it in my booth in the Tubac Arts Festival, which runs through Sunday, here in Tubac, AZ. 

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Shameless self-promotion

One of my paintings has been selected for an online show at Artsy Shark. It's a nice show, with Nature as the theme. To see it, please click here

AND, FYI, I'm in my regular booth space at the Tubac Arts Festival, on Plaza Road near the intersection with Burruel. My booth number is B-46. Hope to see you at the show! 

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Stuff I've Seen
See the spiky, knifey things coming out from the hubcaps of this car? Very Batman-like! I made sure I was way over in the other lane when this guy drove past me. 

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Dog of the Day
It's adorable Izzy, with her mom Shirley, at the Englewood art festival. I enjoyed 
meeting both of them, and Shirley's husband, too. Florida had its moments. 

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A Final Thought

"Any form of art is a form of power; It has impact, it can affect change - it can not only move us, it makes us move." 

- Ossie Davis



Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Egg and Eggplant

Egg and Eggplant
Oil on canvas, 10x10, commission

A friend is crazy about eggplants, and has wonderful art of them all over her house. A year ago, she mentioned that she'd like me to make a painting of eggplants for her, and I was honored. It feels great when someone who collects art wants a painting of mine. It feels great when ANYONE buys a painting! But it's sort of extra special when it's someone who already has a lot of art, and is willing to make space for a piece of mine. 

It is also scary. My art would be hanging beside pieces by well-known Eastern Shore artists like Guy Wilkens,  Danny Doughty, Jack Richardson, Maurice Spector , Mama-Girl and more. 

So I thought about it. Put it in the place in my head and my heart where ideas, desires, plans, puzzles go to work themselves out. And they do! Not on my schedule, but in their own time, at their own pace. When they're ready, they present themselves to me, and I sort of see them, paint what I see, and fill in the blanks. 

Does this happen to you? Do you have an internal back burner that cooks along on its own? It would be great to hear your stories, if you'd like to share. 

A Tubac street near my dad and stepmom's house
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Shameless Self-Promotion

The Tubac Arts Festival starts on Wednesday and runs through Sunday, here in beautiful Tubac, Arizona. It's from 10-6 except for Sunday, when I believe it closes earlier. It's a fun show, with items usually ranging from garlic oil to hand-made shoes, to beautiful baskets, photographs, jewelry and of course, paintings! 

I'll post my booth location in the next blog post. 

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Stuff I've Seen

Now, really. Who doesn't want to live in Niceville? 

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Dog of the Day
Saw this handsome guy in Englewood, Florida. There were great dogs there! 

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A Final Thought

"The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, 
but their inward significance."

- Aristotle





Sunday, February 5, 2017

Chipping In

Chipping In
Oil on canvas, 20x20

I was horrified to notice that my first two golf paintings (Lining Up the Putt and Sunday Drive) were of men, while a small painting I made (Laundry Day - haven't posted yet...) was of a woman. How sexist am I? Sheesh!

So I made sure that this third painting was of a woman, and an older, gray-haired woman, at that. I love the motion in here, and the explosion of sand and ball out of the trap.

Coach Joe suggested that I offer to make paintings of people golfing in golfers' favorite holes. The 16th at St. Andrews, the 4th hole green at the Master's... Whatever your favorite hole is, if I can get a photo of it, I can paint a golfer like you at the hole.

What do you think? Is this an idea that would please a golfer?

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Stuff I've Seen

While my Florida show was a disaster, my visit was not. I saw Eric and Mary, old friends, and spent time with them at their home on the Suwanee River. While there, I met Ike, a friend who lives nearby. Eric announced that I was a painter, and Ike pulled this statue from a shelf. At the time, the statue was all gold, like the shirt. 

"Can you paint this?" he asked, and I said sure. 

I think it's really cool! 

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Shameless Self-Promotion

This is last year's booth at the Tubac Arts Festival, here in Tubac, Arizona. The show is coming up, Wednesday through Sunday. If you're in the area, please come! I hope to be on Plaza Road, where I've been in the past. 

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Dog of the Day
Here is the delightful Baby Girl, left, with the aforementioned Eric, right. 
AND, I got to drive the four-wheeler. That was fun! 

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A Final Thought

"Life beats down and crushes the soul, and art reminds you that you still have one." 

- Stella Adler