Tuesday, October 14, 2014

birthday month

It's early morning and I have a list to fulfill today.  There are always things to do and I like industry, especially working at making images.  I am consumed by it everyday and very thankful that I have it and my mister.  But I digress . . .

On offer today is a few new paintings where I'm chasing this idea of using monochromatic colourways to represent uncertainty and adding to that some sort of colour to represent hopefulness.  It may seem a bit trite but its the muse of the moment.

To create these looks I've been playing with charcoal dust and the unintended mark as well as the use of red in some works to represent the blood flow of life.  Again, I may look back on these and laugh at my melodrama, but in the meantime I'm living with these new works to see how they resonate.  In a collection there are to be called, "something out of nothing."






Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Hello Summer! . . . and what a lovely summer it is here in the midwest.  Not so scorching hot as it usually is this time of year.

I've made some additions to the new website to show that I have been working on making new images this year.  It has, after all, been a tempestuous year.  What I mean by that is that it has gone from being a hard year of chemo to a great year of regaining strength and being able to work again.

The chemo months are gone and I'm happy now to be working on painting murals for Gilda's Club in Royal Oak, MI.  A burst pipe prompted all new murals to be rendered in the lower level, "Noogieland".  Just about complete with the final section of stairwell to be done in the next fortnight.  It has definitely been a labour of love.  

The murals started before my last chemo round in May have been made possible with the help of another, "willing to be abused by my bossy ways" artist, Peggy Kerwan and has taken us straight the way through to the end of July with a week or two carved out to catch our breath over the last few months.

Who knew all those years ago when I fist painted for Gilda's Club that I would be one of the sisters of the "c" monster.  It seems only fitting that I paint murals there at this time in my life! I think its important to leave a legacy of something positive.

Soon, I will be off to do more and more of my own work with commissions and other murals in the offing.  I'm delighted to say that come September I will be having a solo show at a local theatre, The Village Theatre at Cherry Hill in Canton, MI.  It has a wonderfully large lobby space that I'm excited to fill with my imaginings.  Stay tuned as I shall be promoting the show near the end of August.  Dates for the show are: 1-28 September, artist reception: Thursday 11 September.

Please also cheque out the other link on my website as a new addition, Detroit Urban Design Studio.  I've been asked to be involved with "artwear" using my painting images.  I'm over the moon at how cool this gear is!

picture at right . . . herself modeling a scarf based on a painting called, "Night Train"!

Saturday, June 7, 2014

the painter!

It has been a long time since I've made a post to this blog o' sphere.  Mostly I suppose because I've been busy getting well after nine months of trouble AND also because I've been busily painting like mad, currently at Gilda's Club in Royal Oak, MI.  It is a wonderful labour of love to be able to reinvent new murals for the children's play area there.  I'm in the thick of it for 4+ more weeks and will post completed pictures then.

In the meantime I'd like to share another wonderful happenstance, a video made of my blithering about painting for inclusion in "Detroit Performs", a PBS programme that airs Tuesday evenings at 7:30p.  As yet I don't know when my little portion shall be included in the programme, but I'm told sometime after June. Shall keep you posted!  You can also find the me on Utube if you seach, "Kate Paul"! 
Here's the link:  http://youtu.be/vdjGlT64Pk8

It's an odd thing to see and hear yourself in this kind of media.  It was a wonderful experience and I have to thank Roy Feldman, interviewer, videographer and all 'round lovely crumudgeon for producing what I think is a thoughtful bit of a slice of my life.

If it had been done at any other time it would have been quite different.  And while I want to be known for my own paintings, I can't help but marvel at the timing of this endeavour as it comes just at the end of chemo and the beginning of the Gilda's Club murals.  For as I said in the video piece, when I painted at Gilda's Club on two separate occasions years ago it never crossed my mind that I'd be one of the bretheren.  So, it seems I am at the right place, at the right time, doing the right thing!

Saturday, February 1, 2014

Farmhouse Steps

The long shank of winter has its grip on us here in the Midwest and by all accounts in alot of the country.  It's actively snowing as I write this, again!  I'm thankful that I can be in my warm house and studio with a long list of things to do!

Although I've already posted this newest painting on my Facebook page I have been remiss in keeping up with this blog, partly because I wonder why anyone would want to read the musings of an erstwhile maniac painter!?

Well, at any rate its a good cartharsis for me as I've never outgrown "show and tell".  I can only participate in half measures these days, living at intervals between chemo treatments, but I am so grateful for the days I can function as myself.  And on those days I fly around like a lunatic.  It feels good to feel good!

So, up for offering is my latest creation, "Farmhouse Steps" (orginal oil on canvas 48"x40").  It is a dream of a place that is real, overgrown now and lost in memory.  Yet the rock wall and steps remain as a solid foundation from long ago industry.  The farmers cleared that land and built the steps that led up alongside the farmhouse.   They are time markers only now as modern life has overlaid the past as it always will.

I like the idea of painting dreams and memory of places in time as they are what make our stoies, even if in the retelling or reshapimg of those memories all becomes gauzey and romanticized.