An artist's ramblings

Rust and bones, broken toys and plumbing parts, old text and game boards, defunct electronics and legs from old furniture, gears and nests. Even as a child,  such odd, unwanted items evoked a pit-of-the-stomach response that bordered on exhilaration coupled with queasiness.  

These things and more serve to open the doors of my creative mind  and allow the mysterious emotions that appear as each piece reveals itself.   Each piece of art begins without thought or preconceived notion,  just a shuffling through my collection of the discards of society for an item that catches my eye at this particular time.  Soon another piece is added,  and another, and at some point, there is a mental "buzz" that tells me the piece is moving forward. 

Even at this point, I continue to stay in the play state, and will not allow myself to "direct" the piece.  Rather I let the piece create itself so that the end result is often surprising and sometimes shocking even to me. 

I feel it is the "job" of the artist in any medium to explore the strange, perhaps the unmentionable, and to stretch the consciousness of the viewer.

Of all the types of art I have done in my life, this is certainly the most freeing, fun and most "right" for me.  It fills my need and desire to collect, to create, to mystify and to inspire...as well as to play with childlike abandon.  Remember when, as a child, whatever was in reach became the instrument of your creative exploration? That is what this is like. 

                 (See current blog posts below)

Diane Lou's Other Blogs

Gallery of found object art:
http://dianelougallery.blogspot.com
Gallery of collages:

Shows

"A Book about Death".  The Emily Harvey Foundation. New York, NY.  Sept 10-22, 2009.

"Shrines and Reliquaries", The Arts Center, 700 SW Madison, Corvallis, OR. Nov 13-Dec 24, 2009.

"Imagination Navigation", Abecedarian Gallery, Denver, CO. Nov 6-Dec 19, 2009

"ReVisions: New Creations from Scrap",  reMake Lounge in the Crocker Galleria, 50 Post Street #9, San Francisco, CA.  Dec 11-Jan 29, 2010



 


Saturday, June 20, 2009

New things...



Days have been overcast alternating with sun, in the high 60's or low 70's, perfect really. Not summer as many people think of it, but great for Oregonians. The garden is thriving and, thankfully, my golf game is improving. I started playing (trying to play, I should say) last summer, and it was the most frustrating thing I had ever tried. This year I started with a few lessons with a pro which have made a huge difference and moved me forward enough that I can go play 9 holes with Nils without being nearly in tears. There has been enough improvement that I have gone from just wishing I could be a mediocre player (a big improvement from where I was) to deciding I want to be a good player (that competitive nature in me coming out). I hit 100 balls whenever I can and now that I am seeing the difference it makes (and how much better my body feels), I am even more motivated.

It's been another big life lesson for me too. Learning something new in our later years is something we sometimes resist, but it is such a positive thing. Whether it is something physical, with the added benefit of strengthening our bodies and making us feel younger and healthier, or something mental like learning a new language, or opening up to our creative side, we come out better on the other side. And all become slightly addictive...you become eager to get stronger, eager to challenge your mind more, or eager to express yourself, or all.

A Portland writer challenged himself to do something new every day for one year. And he did it and documented it in his blog.
He decided his life needed a freshening up, and I think this did it for him. It was a huge commitment, more than most of would want to do or have time to do, but we can all commit to learning one new thing, or doing something we've never thought we could do, and it gives us a bit of a rebirth and a new thrill about life. I have friends who have started piano lessons or painting or studying Mandarin in their 70's. It's never too late!

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