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The Christchurch Art Show 2017

Another year has flown by and it’s time once again for the Christchurch Art Show. I’ve downsized my commitment this year and will only be exhibiting three paintings. I’ve chosen work that I think will benefit most from being seen ‘in person’ so to speak: Any Road Will Take You There, Tasman Bay, and Curves Ahead.

The Christchurch Art Show
Opening Night: Thursday 15th June
*** Show Days 16th–18th June ***
Wigram Air Force Museum, Christchurch, NZ

Any Road Will Take You There (sold)

Tasman Bay

Curves Ahead

A new question

The Golden Hour — watercolour and gouache, 128 x 128 mm, 2017. Available.

“A piece of art is never a finished work. It answers a question which has been asked, and asks a new question.” Robert Engman

Sheep dots

Sheep – acrylic on canvas, 200 x 255 mm, 2017. Available.

Tree lines and sheep dots,
Light falling on them like snow
Even in summer.

Some vagueness

Summer Harvest – acrylic on canvas, 200 x 255 mm, 2017. Available.

“A painting requires a little mystery, some vagueness, and some fantasy. When you always make your meaning perfectly plain you end up boring people.” Edgar Degas

Birds

I Lost Myself – acrylic on canvas, 200 x 200 mm, 2017. Available on Etsy.

I Will Stay Here – acrylic on canvas, 200 x 200 mm, 2017. Available on Etsy.

“Your ability to see is your tools of trade; nothing else matters. Beautiful seeing is the desideratum. Remember, when you hear people say they can see a thing but not do it that they cannot really see it. If they did, they could do it even if they put the paint on with their fingers.Charles Hawthorne

I’ve posted this quote before. It’s one that stays with me. I often find myself thinking “if I could really see this, I could put the paint on with my fingers”. But what if the thing you want to paint is the abstract impression of a favourite song? What if the thing you are “seeing” is a feeling, an impression, something in your mind’s eye?

I had one of my favourite songs playing in my head when I painted these little abstracts. I imagined being in the mountains just before dawn as the birds were beginning to wake up. You may see something completely different. Make of them what you will. I see the colours of early morning and mountains in the clouds. And I hear music… Birds by Lisa Crawley.