Poems Should Rhyme, And Other Beliefs

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Perpetual Change Acrylic and collage on canvas 30cm x 30cm ©2017 Tracey Hewitt

 

Tell me I’m not the only one who has days where everything makes no sense and you feel all kinds of off kilter and out of sorts. (Seriously – I could use the reassurance!)

One of my go to activities to unravel a tangled mind is writing in my journal. Sometimes, a poem will pop out. As I write that, I can hear my Dad frowning – if it has no meter or rhyme it can’t possibly be a poem.

Sometimes the things we believe hold us hostage. Stop us from trying something new or doing something brave. These words may or may not be a poem, but spilling them out in my journal helped me understand that while I may be quite attached to some of the things I believe, they don’t serve me well anymore.
I suspect we all have some beliefs that are not helping us any longer… How about you?

 

I am unsteady

I don’t know what I know
or, is it that I know what I don’t know?

I’ve told myself stories about
How I am
Who I am
What I am
What you think about me
My beliefs sit at my feet, looking up at me,
askance

Am I true?
Where did I come from?
Do I get to stay?
Will you choose me?

I see fear in their eyes.
Rejection is death to a belief.

Can I bundle them up in my arms,
hold them close, and reassure them
that even if their work here is no longer needed,
I have loved them dearly?

Can I let them go then,
to scamper off like scolded puppies
scurrying to hide under a chair
until I’m not watching.

Until they sneak back to chew on my heels once again?

No. It seems not.
They must be banished
for my own good.

Oh, but their pleading eyes!
How can I reject those eyes 
that I have loved
that I have trusted.

But, set them free I must.
Oust them from the comfortable cushion of my being.
Cast them away for good.

If I am to know my own freedom.

Poured With Love

Ring with artwork under poured resin

 

One of the most rewarding things about this artist gig is that sometimes I get to create special pieces – tiny touchstones, with love poured into them for those situations in our lives when words are hard to find, and fail miserably to convey what we hold in our hearts.

A unique piece of art, or photo, is created for each piece, then jewellers grade resin is poured over, to seal and protect the piece forever.

In the past I’ve made pendants bearing special words for bridesmaids gifts, and a set of earrings for another group of bridesmaids. The ring above was commissioned as a gift for an adored young Mum who recently experienced the devastating sorrow of her baby, Aleisha, arriving in the world, already an angel.

Not long ago, our mate Russ’s daughter got married. With her Dad no longer here to walk her down the aisle, her Mum and I put our heads together and created a pair of pendants, to attach to her bouquet. One with a picture of the bride with her Dad, the other, a special message with Russ’s handwriting (thanks to Photoshop, and some old letters, the right words fit perfectly.)

To be asked to create such special pieces is a privilege that’s hard to explain, but it’s a source of tremendous joy and satisfaction to make something that expresses what our words often cannot.

 

Wise Woman Sonnet

I Wasn't Expecting To Cry; Wise Woman Sonnet
I Wasn’t Expecting To Cry ©Tracey Hewitt 2017 Mixed media on watercolour paper.
Session Three of the Write Into Light course is about to start, and I promised myself I would publish more of my writing here, so I’m diving in to share one of the pieces with you that was a BIG challenge, before I launch into the final session. The image above is from one of my art journals – her eye leaked, and she cried an unplanned and unexpected tear. And don’t we all do that on our way to knowing ourselves and learning to love the flawed humans we are?
This particular assignment was to write a sonnet. Yes, like Shakespeare. My initial thought was something along the lines of: “You’ve got to be kidding.” (Something along those lines, with perhaps an expletive in there for emphasis).
Armed with the technical requirements: iambic pentameter, rhyming couplets – all the sonnet rules and regulations –  I set about counting syllables and weaving words. Not sure if Shakespeare would approve, but if felt pretty bloody good to bend an idea into such a regimented shape!

Wise Woman Sonnet 

I railed against the longings of my soul,

which yearned for freedom, joy and a light heart.

Believing all the lies my culture told –

“You must always be busy, act real smart.”

 

Then, though I tried to be the same as them –

the ones who made the rules and held the gate,

My heart found joy in paint and words and Zen.

The quest for busy led me to self hate.

 

So, to my heart a promise strong was made.

To find what makes me happy and that choose.

Compassion for myself I would now trade

for busyness and ways to self abuse.

 

Contentment can endure throughout the years,

Your joy is found in ashes of your fears.

 

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Writing: Exploring Square Pegs In Round Holes

Heart Writing

 

That box that people put you in – the pigeon hole which satisfies their need to classify and order their experiences – you don’t quite fit, do you?

There’s that sharp edge that grabs and catches. You try to smooth it off, sand it away, for your comfort – and for theirs.

Stop. That sharp edge is your power. File it away and your unique shape is lost.

It’s tempting to force yourself into that box shape. To fit. To fit in. But, that sharp edge digs into your side and deep down you know this isn’t the shape of you. It would not be this uncomfortable if it were.

Your place is not inside any box. No pigeon hole can contain your complexity, your contradictions, and the fullness of who you are. That sharp edge? It’s your reminder that you don’t belong in any box, and it’s your sword to cut yourself free.

Dear lovely ones,

I wrote the piece above recently in a writing class with Martha Beck called Write into Light. I want to tell you that I wrote it for you, and that I am way past any feelings of doubt about my own worth and belonging in this crazy world. But I know you know that’s not the honest truth. For I can’t write or paint anything that rings true for you without it being real for me also. My own sharp edge – the part I feel unsure of, the piece that I’m certain is proof I don’t belong – is the thing I need most to embrace. I long to write and paint and share so much with the world, but recently I have found myself here staying quiet, hiding in my busy life, using it as an excuse not to be brave and bold. Jamming myself into a box that isn’t my shape.
I’m nervous about how this writing may be received – it’s not always bright and colourful like the artwork you find here. But, as more people read my book, and talk with me about the themes that resonated for them in it’s pages, about how they’ve found the reading of the book helpful, the greater need I feel to share more of this writing. To share more of the pieces of myself that dig into my side – the pieces which try to tell me I don’t quite fit. To use the sharp edges of those pieces to cut myself free of my own fears and insecurities. I hope my doing that might inspire you to find your own sharp edge and free yourself, too.
I’d love to know your reactions. Love it? Hate it? Wonder what the hell I’m on about? Share it all!

Stencils – How to Make Your Own

 

 

Art Journal Page; Spray Ink; Pen and Ink;
                 “Go Gently” ©2016 Tracey Hewitt Art Journal Page with hand cut stencils

Stencil Love

During art journal classes, the one thing that everyone seems to have great fun with is stencils.  Spraying ink over stencils, and rubbing back paint through stencils is one of the first lessons I teach in art journal class. It’s quick, easy, effective and seems to unleash our inner child faster than anything.

There are endless suppliers of ready-made stencils – just Google ‘stencils’  and you could disappear for a week checking them all out, and still not have exhausted the possibilities. But, for artwork that is uniquely yours, with the fun level only stencils can provide, cutting your own is the way to go.

 

handcut stencils made by drawing the stencil design onto copy paper, laminating and cutting design with a stanley knife
Hand cut Stencils

 

 I’ve tried all sorts of material to cut stencils from, some more successful than others. Template plastic (a refugee from my patchwork days) worked well, but was murder on the fingers to cut, and so hard to get a knife through, crisp detail was hard to achieve. Manila folders work OK for one or two uses. Much easier to cut, but once they’re wet with ink or paint, the light cardboard buckles and tends to fall apart pretty quickly.

Enter laminated copy paper! I guess I must have been doing a bunch of laminating for something, and I wondered if maybe this might work well? Turns out it does. I’m not sure how long these will last, I suspect that ultimately the laminate may let go, but they’ve survived one round of art journal classes in tact, so I’m feeling hopeful.

 

How It’s Done

Grab a sheet of ordinary copy paper

Draw your design – make it simple, and remember that you need to leave some ‘veins’ or connecting pieces, or you’ll just end up with one big hole. A series of simple shapes – squares, triangles, circles – repeated many times are some of the most effective stencils you can use.

Whack the sheet with your hand drawn design through the laminator. I’m lucky to have one here in my office. If you are seriously deprived and don’t own one, try an office supply store or perhaps your local school or printing works. They’ll probably have a small charge, but it will be pittance compared to buying ready-made stencils.

Grab a Stanley knife, self-healing mat and a cuppa (probably not a wine – though I have done that, and the stencil and I lived to tell the tale) and settle in to cut out all the little pieces of your design. Remember – you need to leave little ‘bridges’ in more intricate designs.

Give your fingers a bit of a massage. While the laminated sheet is much easier to cut through than some stencil material, by the time you carefully cut out all the bits, you’ll still be a little tender in the digits

Pull out the spray inks and paints and get cracking on experimenting with your new hand cut stencil, by laying the stencil down over your page which has a bit of background colour on it, and spraying some ink over the stencil onto the page. Carefully lift off the stencil, and Viola! (Have a spare sheet or journal handy to mop up the ink from the stencil after you remove it)

 

 

A Mask is a Stencil in Reverse

 

Art Journal Page with spray ink
Payton and Pa Mask

 

Silhouettes make great stencils, too. As well as eliminating the anxiety about leaving little bridges and connecting bits, if you are careful as you cut, you will end up not only with a stencil, but also the piece you cut out ever so carefully, which can be used a mask. For this one of Payton and Pa, I printed a photo onto copy paper, laminated it and cut out around the outline, yielding a positive and negative image. A stencil and a mask. Lay the mask (the cutout piece) over a page with a background already laid down, spritz spray ink over the mask, carefully lift the mask off, and there you have it – Payton’s first horse ride with her Pa frozen in time, and spray ink!

There’s a bunch of ways you can incorporate stencils into your creations… this is just the tip of the proverbial iceberg. You can give yourself a little detective challenge and see if you can spot where I’ve used stencils on the works in the Art Journal Pages Gallery. Or, have some fun in an Art Journaling Workshop with me!

 

 

 

 

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Art Journaling 101 – an introduction.

 

Art Journals; artwork;art journaling, watercolour; artist; sketchbook

People often ask “What is art journaling?” Good question! I do my best to explain, but sometimes it’s easier to show you.

First you need a journal

 

Art Journal Stack, art journaling

Let’s start with the journal. You can use anything! This pile represents a fraction of the sketchbooks and journals I have accumulated – collecting journals and art supplies is my guilty pleasure! An assortment of paper types, sizes, page counts and constructions, there’s something I love about each of them. My favourites though will lie flat on the bench when opened to work in, and have a weighty paper that can withstand wet media (like watercolour, spray inks and paint). Other features that rate high for appeal are pockets in the covers – you never know what bits of flotsam and jetsam you might find to keep for addition to your journal ‘later’ – page marker ribbons, and elastic bands to keep the book from flying open as it expands from the inevitable addition of collage and tape and ephemera.

What goes in the journal?

 

Art Journal spread, art journaling

The real fun begins when you start to do stuff in the journals! What goes into them? Anything at all! I tend to describe art journaling as the intersection of keeping a written diary with keeping a sketchbook. There are journals like this one with a bit of writing and reflection for each day, and some colour and sketching or scribbling – playing, really. This particular spread is in a cheap visual art diary. The paper is pretty flimsy, so there’s a coat of gesso on the paper to give it a bit more substance, followed by collaged papers, washi tape hand carved stamps, water soluble pencil and watercolour paint.

 

Sketchbook doodles, art journaling

 

Then there are the more ‘traditional’ artist sketchbooks where reference sketches are made, and ideas are given a trial run before the detail is worked into a final piece. These snazzy arrows to mark North were explorations before committing the compass direction to a map created in a collaborative artists book.

Art Journal Page, art journaling

My favourite art journal is one where I experiment with ideas and media. Sometimes these pages end up a muddy mess, and that’s OK, because the purpose of it is to explore, to see what works and what doesn’t, and it’s this absence of pressure to produce something ‘worthy’ that is the best part of all. My brain knows I’m just mucking around, so it’s low stakes and no expectation.

The spread above is a great example. I’d been mucking around with spray inks and stencils, and the page was pretty ‘blah’. I had been reading about using indian ink in an aqua brush, and this ugly page was a very safe place to try that out – it couldn’t get any worse! The face happened with the inky brush,  a bit of extra colour popped into the eyes, mouth and hair with coloured pencil and a white Sharpie marker, and although she has a somewhat alien complexion, there’s something kinda cool about it.

That sense of freedom to play and explore because there is no pressure for a dazzling outcome is what makes me believe that art journaling is a wonderful way for anyone to begin to dabble in something creative, to learn a few techniques, to follow your imagination and let the hidden parts of yourself surface and come up for air in safety. Don’t ask me what hidden part of myself came up for air with a green eyed, green faced martian lady… reminds me a little of Salvador Dali’s Mum who said after looking at his paintings “I don’t know what what in his head, but I’m glad he got it out”!

 

Art Journal; Blue; Watercolour; art journaling

Right now, I’m exploring and experimenting in a different format again – the Disc A Day journal. Which is my own promise to myself that I’ll do something small every day (well, ok… I can’t honestly say that I’ve added to it every day, but I have added to it most days, and right now, I’m happy with that). This little journal is made from a large sheet of hot pressed watercolour paper, cut into three sheets and folded and stitched together, which is great for the wet media I mentioned earlier. What I love most about this little disc, is what the washi tape beside it says: “Make Time”. We’ve talked before about how important it is to make time for creativity, rather than wait till you find time.

That awesome tape, by the way, is designed by Kal Barteski and came from You Are Awesome Co, who are sadly wrapping up trading at the end of September, but they have some great bargains going on there for the next couple days.

So, there you have it. Art Journaling 101. Art journaling is my favourite thing to teach – if you’d like to know a little more about classes, check out my Art Journaling Workshop page.

Get Creative With A Disc A Day

Disc a Day Project

 

The past year has seen me drift away a little from my brushes and paints. Not intentionally, not even all that willingly, but still, for one reason and another it has happened.
In the meantime, I have come to enjoy Instagram – I love scrolling the feed of gorgeous, creative outpourings of colour and beauty. Recently, I happened across Lou Adira @adiraphoto, and a post she made about a project she created for herself after losing her Grandmother – a loss she felt keenly. Something about the idea whispered to me, and I now find myself with a handmade watercolour paper journal, filled with the feint outline of many, many, small circles. Discs, into which I am putting some colour, some lines, some puddled watercolour, and whatever else takes my fancy, almost every day. It’s a small commitment, which feels sane and sensible right now, but what feels even better is picking up a brush and spending ten or fifteen minutes focusing on nothing but creating a tiny patch of beauty in that small disc shaped space.
As you can see from the photo, I’ve only just begun, and have no idea how many discs this journal will hold! I figure I have enough circles in there for me to fill one a day till Christmas, at least! And while I am enjoying that this is just for me and has no particular outcome or purpose other than to get me into a better creative routine; it feels like this could be a fun project to share. So… would you like to join me? I’m already noticing some patterns and themes evolving in these little circles, and it’s going to be interesting to see what is revealed as time passes.
Join me!
You can be as elaborate or ordinary as you like – a scrap piece of paper, a full-on journal, or anything on between will work. Just grab something disc shaped (circular, really, but ‘disc a day’ sounds kind of funkier than ‘circle a day’)  – I’m using a roll of washi tape – and draw very light pencil outlines in a grid on your page/s. Once a day, set aside a few minutes to put something in a disc. Maybe grab a pencil and draw your coffee mug, or your dog.  Perhaps glue down a scrap of brightly coloured paper and some printed words torn from your junk mail. Maybe pick up your pen and write a tiny poem. Or grab a coloured pencil and play with colour combinations….   You get the idea – explore, play, and fiddle and use whatever supplies you have access to. A feather dipped in ink is wonderful fun to make marks with!
It will be great to see what you come up with! I’d love for you to share here on the blog comments, or on my Facebook page, or on Instagram with the hashtag #discaday. I’ll share my pages as I fill them. You can share at whatever point you feel moved to do so! These little pops of creativity don’t need to be complete works of art. Simply an opportunity for you to choose creativity for a few moments in your day, and a few moments of creativity will always make any day better!

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Once upon a time there was a policeman….

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Policeman Russ Sheehan

Once upon a time, there was a brave, kind and handsome policeman named Russ. His job with the force brought him and his family of princesses to a small country town, where they met other little families and before very long, the loyalest and most wonderful of friendships were forged. Grown ups, kids, (so many little princes and princesses) – even family animals – all became cherished, each by the others. One day, the time came for the policeman and his now bigger family of little princesses to move to another town. The friends by now had become friends for life, so even though they moved far away, there were still many celebrations and holidays and special times when all the princes, princesses and grown ups spent happy hours in one another’s company.

In time, the princesses and princes became grown ups as well, as is the way of princes and princesses. They found new princes and princesses to draw into the circle, and of course, began to bring new tiny princes and princesses into the world, who all became cherished – each by the others.

The job of a policeman can be a hard one, and while the brave and handsome policeman was keeping us safe, he was seeing things that troubled his kind heart. Maybe he thought he always had to be brave and strong. Maybe he was afraid what the grown ups and princes and princesses would think about him if he told them how he was really feeling. What he was really thinking.

Then one day, the brave, kind and handsome policeman named Russ left the gown ups and the princesses and the princes forever, and all of them who had become cherished, each by the other, had broken hearts and lots of questions that had no answer.

Then, Blue HOPE appeared on the horizon, and the grown ups and the princesses and the princes wished so hard that they had known about Blue HOPE before the brave, kind and handsome policeman named Russ had taken his own life, because maybe, the brave and kind policemen at Blue HOPE may have been able to help Russ to stay.

You see, Blue HOPE need some money to spread the word about the help they have available to brave, kind policemen. So, the grown ups and the princes and the princesses and all of them who became cherished, each by the other, decided to have a special day, in honour of their brave, kind and handsome policeman named Russ, and to raise money to give Blue HOPE so that other grown ups and princesses and princes who cherish kind, brave policeman may never have to know the sorrow of saying goodbye far too soon. 

 

 

As fairy tales go – this one is crap. Sadly, there is no happy ending ending to Russ’s story, but as the grown ups and the princesses and the princes who cherished him, we are choosing to honour his memory with a family fun day  – A Fuss About Russ – to raise money for Blue HOPE, as they aim to raise awareness & share information about Police Suicide globally, introduce an anonymous, external referral system and 24hr helpline.

 

artist Tracey Hewitt with her work "Turquoise Tranquility", which is being auctioned for the charity Blue HOPE

I’ve donated this piece “Turquoise Tranquility” as an item for the charity auction. It will go under the auctioneers hammer along with an astonishing assortment of goodies: from pearl jewelry to a tonne of mung bean seed! I’ll also be packing up my artwork and books to set up a market stall alongside my clever Mum and her handmade glass beads and jewelry. There’ll be plenty of market stalls, live music, games, helicopter joy rides, BBQ, yabbie races, clowns, and of course the auction action, plus lots more besides.

 

Family Fun Day flier for Fuss About Russ

Here are the details if you live close enough to come join us:

When: 17th September 10am to 4pm

Where: “Harcourt”, Baralaba – Moura Road, Baralaba, Qld. (We’d love you to you pre-purchase your tickets!)

For more information on the family fun day have a look at the Fuss About Russ facebook page, or contact me.  Further information about Blue HOPE can be found on their facebook page.

 

 

 

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5 Ways To Make Time For Creativity

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Making time for creativity
My Koh-i-noor watercolour pan offers evidence that I have made time for creativity. Time for a replacement, I think!
People often ask me how I find time. Time to make art for exhibitions, time to write a book, time to make stuff. As though there could be some special, secret, time bending trick I might have discovered. I wish!
I guess there is a secret of sorts, and it’s deceptively simple. You see, it’s not about finding time. No matter how hard any of us look, no matter how tight we try to squeeze, each of us get exactly 168 hours in a week. In those 168 hours we must sleep, care for our bodies, minds and souls,  care for our families, friends and pets, care for our homes, earn our living and attend to the enormous list of responsibilities each of us has.
With all that going on, we’re never going to find time. It’s about making time. Ordinary words, big, extraordinary difference.
Finding implies something has appeared to you that wasn’t available before. (Merriam Webster Dictionary defines the meaning of find: to discover (something or someone) without planning or trying to : to discover (something or someone) by chance).  Making, on the other hand,  implies you are involved – hands on – in bringing something to be.
That’s the kicker, right there. You have to choose to make time.  

5 ways to make time for a creative life

1. Don’t wait till you have a free afternoon.
Or morning, or day, or weekend, or whatever chunk of time you feel is necessary to immerse yourself in a creative puddle of happiness. If I waited for that chunk of time, I’d never have made a damn thing! Have a look at your schedule – is there a ten minute window somewhere in your day? Ten minutes is long enough to put down a background on a canvas or write a hundred words. That’s 500 words in a work week, or enough writing for a whole book in a little over a year. Ten minutes a day at an easel or sketch book will add up to many completed paintings and drawings over the course of many months.
There can be an unexpected benefit to starting with ten minutes. Often, once you begin, you find you can in fact spend half an hour creating, without the wheels spinning off the chariot that is your life.
2. Turn off the Television.
Elizabeth Gilbert, in her book “Big Magic”, asks “What are you watching on TV?” then advises to turn the TV off… there’s an hour, right there, suddenly freed up for your creative use. (By the way, Big Magic – Creative Living Beyond Fear is full of wonderful anecdotes to get you fired up for creativity).
3. Social media is a time thief.
Ask me how I know… I often have to ask myself do I want to be creating something new and having a great time, or sitting here, looking at other people trying to convince the world they are having great time? (Hell, for all I know they ARE having a great time, but if I’m sitting with my head stuck in a screen – am I?)
4. Look at creating as central to taking care of yourself.
I have experiential evidence that spending time immersed in creative projects makes me happier, healthier and nicer to live with (just ask my husband!). I know I get cranky and kind of ugly to be around if I’ve neglected to give myself a little time making something in the past week. Self care is critical to our own happiness and contentment, and if we are happy, the people around us can only benefit from that. If viewing some creative time as important to your self care doesn’t make it easier for you to make the time – then look at it as a service to others! (I go into this in more detail in When Your Superpower Becomes Your Kryptonite – there’s an entire chapter devoted to the value of creativity).
5. Create first.
Put making something at the top of your list, and set aside time for that first. Make an appointment with yourself for half an hour (or however long you can manage), write it in your planner, and keep it, with the same respect you’d keep an appointment with your bank manager. All your other jobs will still get done – because you know you have to do them. It’s amazing how much you can power through when you’ve given yourself a little treat of time in a creative zone first.
Putting creativity first has been the way I have made time for creating most effectively in my own schedule, but it’s also the most challenging. I have to choose it, over and over again. It’s so easy to slide into attending to all the other demands of my day and telling myself I’ll get to it ‘later’. Leaving it till ‘later’ can mean weeks go by with scarcely a creative crumb being enjoyed.
So, will you join me in choosing to make time for creativity? The only thing I know for sure is that if we don’t make time, we’re certainly never going to find it. 

Credit where credit is due

Artist Credit and Copyright
Wire Sculpture By Richard Moffat

 

Images are everywhere these days, and it’s easy to click, save and share without giving too much thought to the whole process. I know many artists – photographers in particular – who have discovered their original work has been ‘borrowed’. Usually innocently, and without any malice or harmful intent, also without any credit being given, but I’ll get back to that in a second.

I was delighted to receive an email from Kirsten from Bodyworks in Blackall, explaining that she had found my photograph of a piece of public art that had been posted on my blog. They were wanting to use the image for the header for their Facebook page, as they feel this striking sculpture is synonymous with the town. What delighted me was that she took the time to contact me and ask permission to use my image – as I mentioned earlier – many people don’t. A couple of emails back and forth, and we helped one another out. Bodyworks popped an image credit and link to my website on their Facebook page. I shared their business page, and my appreciation of their great ethics on both my business and personal pages, and among it all, Kirsten ordered her Mum a copy of my book.

All this giving credit urged me to once again try to find information on the sculpture. The guy who created the Spinifex ball is an artist with his own right to acknowledgement too! When I posted the image some years ago, all I could find was his name – Richard Moffatt – and nothing to link to him. Unfortunately, I still can’t find too much, I did discover he recently won first prize for Sculpture On The Edge, and he’s on Instagram as @ironise2266. A Google image search of his name brings up an array of wonderful metal sculptures that I enjoyed poring over for a while.

 

Think before you click and share

 

The internet is vast, and with the ability to share and save images and data, it has forever altered the way humans gather and share information. For artists, the internet is simultaneously the best and worst thing to happen to us. Never in history has connecting to an audience for our art been easier or quicker. It’s possible to sell our creations without leaving our studios (which isn’t necessarily a good thing – artists work in isolation a great deal… we all need to get out and be among other humans). Websites, blogs and social media have dramatically changed the face of art marketing and exposure. On the flip side, that same technology has also made it easy for our original creations to be borrowed – sometimes stolen – and used by others for a quick result. Often, this borrowing is innocent and comes about because someone responds to an image and wants to share or copy it. Sometimes, unscrupulous souls take an artists intellectual property and mass produce it for their own gain.

The point I’m taking way to long to make here is this: art takes time. The finished images you see on your computer or device screen are the cumulative result of years of practice, learning, experimenting, and developing skill and knowledge. Artists share their work to give it an audience, to move and inspire others, and to earn an income. We are delighted when people want to share our work with others, all we ask is that you take a leaf from Kirsten’s book, and tune in, say hi, and ask how we want to be acknowledged. And Richard Moffat… if you’re out there, I’d love to be able to add a proper credit line to my image of your stunning sculpture!

 

 

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