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Painting as Rest and Relaxation

Thanks so much to all of you have rooted me on Friday evening for my Artist’s Reception at Mead’s Corner.  Although I was nervous, the group that attended were a welcoming audience with many thoughtful questions that helped me to articulate my philosophy, development, and vision as an artist.  My handy basket of props (materials I use to work in encaustic mixed media) was also very helpful for me).  Little tricks of the trade, suggested by my dear husband, Nathan! Thank you!  Really the night was very fun and the artwork well received and so good to see family and friends and to meet new people:)

I was able yesterday to get some paints out and spent some time working on a series of paintings in red:

Working was very refreshing for me and gives me such a sense of peace.  I’m very grateful for paint!



Image from Kansas

I didn’t grow up in Kansas.  As some of you may have discerned, I am a transplant from the Pacific Northwest, but I have roots in Kansas dating back to my great great grandparents, and now I am married into a family from Kansas calling it my home. That being said, I am often torn between these worlds as loved ones reside in both places, and I also yearn for the green, luscious and wet beauty of Portland.  But,  I’ve learned something interesting here.  Something unexpected. I’ve discovered a different kind of beauty all together and something else that I’m still trying to grasp.

When I walked around these structures I couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of connection with all the history of human being-  I found myself captivated by the graceful yet dilapidated boards and the way they have come to rest by leaning on one another- the angles and seams, shadows and light…simply mesmerizing.   There is something for me in these places- a part of me buried under boards and years of struggle.  My heritage. Found  in the middle of the continental United States.  In Kansas.  Sweet and unexpected treasures I’ve happened upon in my wandering.  Needless to say, I’m glad I’m here:)

Enjoy-Holly Suzanne

These are photographs which I took while on a day excursion with the family to see ghost towns in Kansas.

rounding out the week…


Sometimes in my studio I force myself to work with the materials I have at hand.  Usually the end of the month brings me naturally to this place as the budget for supplies often dries up mid-way through:)  So…these paintings were done using what I could find, which included the last few feet of a roll of Waterford #140 lb cold press watercolor paper available through Jerry‘s Artarama online.  It comes in a roll 5’wide and 10’ long, and handles almost anything you can throw on it.  I’ve used it for mulit-media pieces that have included layer after layer of latex paint.  Trust me…it’s good stuff!  Anyway, I was thankful I remembered to check the roll.  I also scraped the bottom of my artist inks and acrylic paints, which I water down and use kind of like watercolor.  Now that it’s the beginning of the month I’ve a few more materials to work with, but I have to admit there is something to using what you have and creating from that instead of adding to it.  I really do like simplicity.  It’s like a breath of fresh air.

Enjoy the rest of the weekend!






Photographic Inspiration from the Natural World and Three Paintings

The natural world is a constant inspiration to my being, feeding my spirit and my artistic passion.   Here are photos taken on some of my adventures in the outdoors followed by several paintings inspired by such trips.  Kanopolas Lake and Yellow Stone Park are the sites for these explorations.  I’d encourage you to figure out which ones come from where! Following are three paintings completed recently from a few of these places. Enjoy!

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Dismantled and Turning Towards

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Terra cotta sculpture bisque fired and then saw dust fired with red iron oxide and bone ash.

2012   5x 4×4 inches.  Holly Suzanne

In the Studio

In the Studio

The materials we work with sometimes inspire in ways that are beyond comprehension.

Pausing to consider what is available at any moment often overwhelms me. I have a growing awareness of the ways I limit myself in achieving what I would hope to do. The materials for shaping reality are within reach. All I have to do is engage them.