My Woman is Gone is just about finished….one door is closed and another door is open….

i like to study the lives of artists when I have time, which is not that often….because it’s interesting to me how their work is an extension of their being…for example, Frieda Kahlo painted herself a lot….it’s been said that her paintings allowed her to “express her suffering through her work.”….she had a lot of personal tragedies in her life which is why, in my opinion, she painted herself in a surreal style so much….she was trying to overcome, or maybe come to grips…..and I hope she did….

But in my life, i would say most of my tragedies were and are relationship tragedies…….so I believe my art is all about becoming…..the transformation of me into me, and the growth all this entails…..u live and u learn…..well all that plus the Doritos is coming out and has come out in my paintings….

So My Woman is Gone was the name that came after the painting was started…..cause in a literal sense, I lost two people recently….one that was abusive and just had to go (I sent him packing) and another that I recently purged from my life after finding out he wasn’t what I thought he was…..(dirt can hide in between the cracks, can’t it? - it was time to clean house)

Then came Solitude, which is still in progress and is symbolic of the time I spent all alone following the absence of the last one leaving……and then all of a sudden somebody new just came along out of nowhere!.......(the heavens must have felt my pain!)

So now, I’m thinking of a new piece even though I haven’t stretched the canvas yet…..i think this one will be of a smiling face…..cause ever since I met my new friend, I’ve been smiling all the time…….don’t have a name yet, but the term, New Beginning, keeps rolling around in my head….either that, or Sunshine After The Rain…….and it has been pouring!!!!...One Love……. siona

been spending quality time in meditation lately....and it’s curing me of the need to proceed....meaning, by slowing down, i’m coming to better grips with exactly what i should not be doing....and how not to do it....in fact, it seems the universe has its own way of making one come to this conclusion....cause due to an unexpected situation that recently occurred, i had to simply stop..........and start thinking some more..............

so today i stretched the next piece in the series, 42 x 42 inches......and the background will be pink....and the face will be very contemplative....i think i’ll call it Solitude......cause it’s in this space that i do my best thinking...............

but during this stretch of lonely time, all of a sudden people are coming into my world that i didn’t plan and definitely didn’t expect.....not to digress, but i met this good-looking jamaican who happened to  invite me out....and this time he has a good job!

but sticking to my intention to be alone in solitude, i turned it down.....although next week i think i might go out with him.....but what i’m trying to do is to be consistent....if i want to be alone, then i can’t let nobody come along and take this train off track......

but being alone has shown me that i’m not really alone and i’ll never be alone.....i won’t go deeper.....so right now i’m in solitude working on Solitude and feeling a whole lot of gratitude....one love....

siona

According to Dr. Raymond Moody, “Art alone is enough to induce altered states in many people.” Wow....i could have never found the right words to say this....but i believe it 100 percent....and i’m living it....(i told yall i go deep)...and i think it’s why so many people love it....because no matter who u are, there's some type of art out there that makes u feel good....

cause it's all about energy!.....and the more u put into it, the more that it has for the viewer....

a quick story.....my art teacher told me one time that one of his paintings took so much out of him, that he had to crawl around on the floor for days while he worked on it (couldn't stand up and walk).....cause the act of creating this work literally took just about all he had.....at the time, it seemed a little hokey....till i really got deep into painting.....it’s real as rain....and it’s something that evidently people can feel cause it was one of his most popular works....a college publisher even used it as the cover for one of their textbooks.....

Thanks Dr. Moody....u said it!....

siona

 
* Stand back and look from at least 3 feet away.

* How does it make you feel? – most if not all art is based on emotion.

* What thoughts or ideas does it bring to mind?

* Does it remind you of anything?

* Can you try and understand what the Artist was feeling?

* How do the elements in the picture relate to each other?  Is there a sense of relationship?

* What thoughts/ feelings do the colors suggest to you?

* Have a glass of wine.  It may help you relax and enjoy.

 Art is an individual experience. There are no wrong or right answers!

                         I believe life is an interesting journey--a dream without a real beginning.  Artists of all types make the trip a whole lot smoother, and of course beautiful.  My artwork speaks of the inner life,  it talks to the inner child inside of everyone.  Will you let it out to play, to enjoy the sunshine?

                        Detail is not my aim.  Art is about feeling.  About the multitude of emotions that come forth as a reaction to viewing a painting.  The less the painting looks like reality, the more undefined the feelings and ideas that arise from looking at it.  That is one beauty of abstract art, its ability to cause abstraction in thought and emotion, to push one farther then they may have believed possible.  

                        Color is a language.  It tells great  stories.  It literally moves me to paint.  I float with the movement of whatever color rules my imagination at the time.  My work is very spontaneous.  Very little is planned ahead --- it's all brand new.   I seek to live in a world dominated by color.  Colors speak to me, they whisper in my ear.  All I do is allow them a chance to live and breathe.  They're my way of destroying this gray reality.            

                      
                        I'm a translator.  I mold experience into art form.  Images come forth that seek a chance to be born.  I put them on canvas.  Yet, no color schemes were deliberately planned.  I was spontaneously compelled to marry certain colors in a work.   

                        I make all my canvases from natural wood and cotton cloth in studio. I like the feeling of seeing the entire process unfold– the transformation of four sticks of wood and a piece of cloth into a force of artistic expression.  This work is impromptu and a little primal. The power of aesthetics lies in how it makes you feel. It would be impossible for me not to create.  It is connected to my exhalation.