''Silent dreams'' - 07.2014

"This world is but a canvas to our imagination." - Henry David Thoreau

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Today I will not go on a rant about some random thing... I'll not go on a rant at all.

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The following painting is currently on display at Christ Church, Oxford.

It was a birthday present for my dear friend Henry. 

Not Henry Thoreau, 

Henry Rodriguez-Broadbent or the ''guy who does maths at Oxford''.

He's also the guy who's ruined my life and convinced me that doing a maths degree was a great decision. yh right. 

I mean, who would want to do calculus for 4 years? 

Well, to be honest, I'm exaggerating, I'm actually looking forward to it :')

Come on September, hurry up.

As always Artists' oil paints from Winsor and Newton on a strange size canvas (about 6" x 12")

"Silent Dreams"

Lots of Love,

Marlena 

Drumlane Abbey, Cavan - 24.11.2014

Where are you Christmas? Why can't I find you? Why have you gone away...?

[listen]

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Christmas, Christmas, Christmas. Amazing time of the year. Usually. This year I feel like someone stole Christmas from me... Every year I start my Christmas preparations a month in advance and just spend the month searching for presents and writing cards.. This year however I had to rush everything, didn't write any cards and my presents weren't as thoughtful as usually.
Why? well... the answer is simple. I got a job. 

During the Christmas period we spend so much time worrying about money and our jobs. In all that hassle of everyday worries and problems we fail to truly experience Christmas. 
Christmas Day has become the most stressful day of the year for because everything has to ready and perfect even though we're spending it with our families. 
Christmas has been so commercialised that it is more about the presents and showing off than it is about having quality family time. Christmas itself has become purely a day focused on money.

I doubt that I'll get a Christmas job next year because this year it has simply robbed me instead of giving me something (except for money of course). On Christmas Day I was too exhausted to enjoy it. I literally fell asleep.

Christmas huh .. 

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Here's one of my latest paintings. It was created for the man with whom I have spent my Christmas this year.
It was a gift for his 19th birthday and it took me exactly 19 hours (which was of course a coincidence) :)

It's a painting of Drumlane Abbey, Cavan - a place where his Grandparents are buried. I wasn't just being creepy - he asked me for a painting of that place ages ago :)


Here is it:

Painted using artists' oil paints from Winston and Newton on a 18"x14" canvas, also from Winston and Newton.

I hope you all had a lovely Christmas :) !!!



Lots of Love,
Marlena x 

The Annoying Tree - 28.06.2014

"Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep" - Scott Adams

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I've got this strange tendency to over-think things. I'm sure most of us do it. It's not usually a bad thing - to think things through, but with me, it's like an addiction or an illness. If I ever make a decision it's always in the heat of the moment, because if I have enough time to think it through, I'll never come to a conclusion,  I'll just keep on constantly changing my mind and messing stuff up. If you've ever seen me make an important decision I'm sure you know exactly what I'm talking about. I need to talk through all of my options, this is where my friends step in. And then even if I do make a decision, I'll just change my mind on the following day. It's horrible.

I haven't been very active here recently (again) because I recently started being a ''Teacher'', well more of a learning support teacher. I just do some extra maths with one boy, some reading with others and help a couple of boys in English/Latin. It's a very fun job, every day is different but it does mean that I barely get any free time to paint (I get home from work and then tutor in the evenings).
I feel like I'm talking to an old friend right now, so if any of you reading this wanted to catch up with me, here you go, no need to get in touch with me anymore - you know everything now :)

I'm talking nonsense today, but what I write here is not the main subject of my blog. All of this is just extra stuff. The main thing is the painting. So here it is.


It's called ''The annoying tree'' because the tree you see in the foreground nearly made me destroy the painting. I had to repaint it way too many times. I was just never happy with it... I did get there in the end and I'm quite satisfied with the outcome :)

''The Annoying Tree'' using artists' oil paints from Winsor and Newton on a 18" x 14" canvas.



Lots of Love,
Marlena

"The fight of the sea'' - 08.10.2014

As some of you may know I did art GCSE and my theme was Ordinary and Extraordinary.
As part of the project we went to Brighton to collect sources.
Today I found my USB with all of my art things on it and I found a short poem I wrote on the 23.05.2012. As a part of my preparation I responded to the poem in Kandinsky's style :D 

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The Fight of the sea.

It's cold.

the intermittent white noise, soothed my senses, no way I was gonna leave this place.

The crashing sound, their anger expressed with the intense movement of water.. swooshing.. thundering.. roaring, like a wild beast in the deep blue water approaching its pray..

moving backwards returning to its cave.. it was cold.

then the fight was over.. the sea calmed down.. now it was whispering the words of its soul.. All I could hear was the gentle touch; the caress of the ocean just touching the rocks below. With each incoming wave, a gentle kiss with the limestone and then the wave quickly rushed back out to the sea. 

like a lover, the waves kissed the shore... a perfect place for me to be..

it's cold.. the wind is around me.. singing its sad song.. it seemed to be blue..  occasional tears touched my face, as the grey, fluffy clouds cried.. it's cold.. the wind is in my face..

a sea gull made a horrible sound.. it was trying to fly in the direction opposite to the wind.. everything was moving.  The waves were dancing, faster and faster until their gentle whisper changed into the sound of a war, the sound of crashing, roaring... it was deafening.. it wasn't lapping gently on the shore.. it was a fight again... and it was cold.

The air was salty.. there was also a scent of fish, chips and candy.. however salt was the main ingredient of the dish served by the sea. my lips were salty and my mouth was salty.. it was something that was impossible to defeat.. I was trying to drown out the taste of salt by sugar, but it wasn't giving up.. it was invading my mouth with its taste.. there was no way out.. and it was cold.

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and here's the response:

 I just thought I'd share it with you :) it's not my best painting but it was an interesting exercise.

And here's one of my more recent paintings.

As always artists' oil paints from Winsor and Newton on a 18"x14" canvas :)

Lots of Love,
Marlena

''Beautiful symmetries'' - 11.07.2014

The word happiness has such a broad meaning. Wikipedia's definition of happiness is as follows:

"Happiness is a mental or emotional state of well-being characterized by positive or pleasant emotions ranging from contentment to intense joy."

Fair enough, their definition makes sense. But what makes a person truly happy? You can ask as many people as you want and they would all give you a different answer. Some would say success, money, others will say friends and family, some people would say that working-out makes them happy and so on. You get the picture. The definition, reason or condition for happiness differs dramatically from person to person. We're all different, have our own life experiences which significantly affect our choices.


Sometimes it's not easy to decide whether your decision will result in your happiness... That's why it's always better to give yourself some time. Some time to think, some time to analyse. Not to overthink, just to weigh the options. What I find very helpful when making an important decision is making a list. I write all of the pros and cons of my decision. I also imagine myself making one of them and then I write a page or two of what it feels like after the decision has been made. I do it for the other one too and then decide which version I prefer. If one of the decisions seems daunting and all of the pros are uncertain then it's probably better to go for the other option. Not necessarily the easier one, but the better one in the long term. My goal in life is to be happy. Nothing more, nothing less.

Our lives are full of beauty, love and happiness. Sometimes we just fail to see it all. That doesn't mean it's non-existent. 

Sometimes what we need is a couple of friends who will be able to guide us through our problems and who will make us see the bright side of it all.

One way to deal with problems is to paint.. but this isn't the topic of this post :D

Here's a painting I haven't published here yet... 

It's called ''Beautiful symmetries'' and it was painted using Artists' oil paints from Winsor and Newton on a 30" x 20" canvas.

Why is it called "Beautiful symmetries" if the only symmetrical thing in the whole painting is the reflection in the sea? Well, let me quote my friend "Transformation w is a reflection in the beach axis". That didn't really explain my choice for the title, but it sounds cool :) Yup, we do maths :)

Lots of Love,
Marlena 

''Up in smoke'' - 12.08.2014

"Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures." - Henry Ward Beecher

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I'm sorry for such a long break in my posts but I just got back from holidays with a memory card full of painting resources which will hopefully turn into future paintings :)

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Why is it that things we notice most often in others are the things we dislike, or even hate, about ourselves?

The things we admire others the most for, are the things we wish we would be able to do... If a person is able to do something we can't or they are someone we want to be, we automatically idealise them which then leaves us with an unreal and exaggerated opinion...

We look for ourselves in others because that's what we know best. We know ourselves, or at least we think we do, so we're able to compare behavioural traits. We compare reactions in different situations to see whether they differ from our own or not and then we use it to predict how they'll react or act in a different situation. This can obviously be misleading as reaction is based on previous experience but that's the only way we can do it, so we try to get to know people in that way. 

Where am I going with this?

It's easy to make ourselves seem like we're something we're not in order to impress others, in order to make them wish they were like we are. What's the point of doing that? To gain a temporary friend, who will stop liking us as soon as they found out that we were pretending? I'd rather have people who really love me for who I am, than those who like me for someone I'm not.

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Painting published with this post was painted over another painting, over  painting I did 2 years ago but wasn't satisfied with it...

The name of the old one fits with the new one so it will stay as ''up in smoke''.

The new painting (top) is painted using Artists' oil paint from Winsor and Newton.
 It's painted on top of an acrylic painting :)


Lots of love,
Marlena

''Destiny'' - 06.07.2014

"The only time I feel alive is when I’m painting" 

- Vincent van Gogh

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Why do people paint?

Some paint to get rid of the excess of creative energy, others paint because they want to recreate a famous painting or want to paint like some famous artist; some people paint because they have always done it, since they can remember, they've always been painting; some are forced by their parents and others just want to make some money. There are also people who just like to be creative, they like to make something new, something unique, something that represents their emotions and state of mind.


Unless you're ready to make mistakes and learn how to work with, not against them, don't try to make art. In art, mistakes are a crucial part of the process, just like in life, we learn from mistakes and try to use them to our advantage.
I believe that everybody starts their life as an artist. Not necessarily a painter, but as an artist of some sort.
Some people try writing songs, creating melodies, singing in a jazzy way others try painting, sketching, sculpting and drawing, but most of them give up on it because they believe their passion is just a silly phase, just a childish dream which will never have a permanent place in their life. 

Many people give up on their dreams simply because the society tells them to do so as it's become more acceptable to live a life with no dreams, passion and happiness, but with money, than it us to live a fulfilling one while being poor.
Slowly people are turning into robot-like creatures that live in order to make money they believe they need in order to live. They fall into a never ending cycle. It's sad that money is such an important aspect of our lives.
It's so important that people choose to abandon  their dreams in order to make more and more and even more money. I don't want to live like that. I'd rather be poor and happy, than rich and stuck in a job I hate.
What's the point of life? Isn't it to be happy...? 

Henry Miller in his book [''To love is to paint again''] said that ''poverty is one of the misfortunes people seem to dread even more than sickness''. How strange is that? Surprising? Not necessarily. The main criterion for a ''happy'' life is money. People will not classify your life as complete if you don't reach a certain salary level. How awful is that? People are more scared of being poor than they are of being sick...
The weird thing is that you can't even get water... or food... without money. Money became more crucial to our survival.... than water.

Dreams don't matter anymore... being an artist doesn't matter anymore... then what does matter? money? yes... for some people... 
Money is a crazy invention... It's supposed to give people freedom, but instead it enslaves them.

I don't want to turn my hobby into a job. I don't want others to control my passion. If I did turn this into a job, I would have to start taking commissions, which would mean that I wouldn't be able to paint what I want. 

I paint to keep myself calm, relaxed and happy. I love seeing progress in my paintings... My style changed so much this year.. the first proper oil painting I ever created was in February 2014. And it looks completely different when compared with my other ones. And that's what keeps me going; trying new techniques makes it exciting for me... My dream is to exhibit my work in a gallery, but I doubt I'll ever get there, because if I did, then I'd always be trying to take the paintings off the walls and change something in them :')

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Here's something I created today :)

It's called ''Destiny''. A bit unrelated to the essay above, but that's the name I find the most fitting for a painting of the sea.

As always oil paints from Winsor and Newton (Artist's range) on a 18"x14" canvas.

Lots of Love,

Marlena 

"Sweet Dreams" 25.06.2014

"For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream."
- Vincent van Gogh

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Why are people so obsessed with knowing things for certain?
Nobody wants to make a decision unless they're 100% sure that this is the right one. But it's impossible to know. You can't predict the future all you can do is assume that what you're going to do will have some predictable effect on your life, but there is no way for you to actually know, for you to be certain of the outcome of your actions. Of course, making predictions is useful, you shouldn't decide to do something risky without analysing all possible outcomes and then only if it's worth the risk you should proceed. Quite often all we think of is the immediate future which gets directly affected by our decision, rarely we consider the long term effects of our actions. All we can do is analyse and predict, but we will never be 100% certain that what we're doing is right. We'll only know when we finally see the long term effect of our decision. 

People are impatient. Who wants to wait for years in order to see that their investment will pay off? Who wants to wait for  years to see if what they love doing will become the only thing they ever have to do?

All we have is here and now. And that's all we have for certain.

Okay, people like to feel in control of their own lives, and indeed, there are some aspects of our lives that we are able to control, but many things are out of our control. We can't control other people, we can't make them react how we want them to react in order for the scenario from our heads to become real. Some people try to manipulate others... Recently I realised how easy it was for people to manipulate me. I would always do the opposite of what they're telling me to do. Let's say they were giving me advice, no matter which side they stood on, I'd be on the opposite side arguing against them and if they were persistent with their argument I'd end up doing the opposite to what they were suggesting. I realised how easily that could be used against me. Now I know and I can control it and stop people from doing so, but not by controlling them, but by controlling the way I react to them.

Oops.. I've gone a bit off topic... :)

So as I was saying earlier, nothing in life is certain and all we can do is try our best to keep up and to stay on top of our lives so we actually feel like we're in control :)

It is IMPOSSIBLE to predict the future. 

All we have is sweet dreams. Sweet dreams about the future, sweet dreams about things that may never happen.

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My latest painting is called "Sweet Dream" and it was inspired by Ed Sheeran's song ''I See Fire''.. 

As I was listening to his song an image formed in my head and it just had to turn into a painting :)

Here it is: 

Oil on a 18"x14" canvs.

As always Oil paints by Winsor and Newton. This time from the Artists' range :)

Lots of Love,

Marlena

How to make scrambled eggs in a microwave.

You're feeling a bit lazy and feel like scrambled eggs are the perfect breakfast for the day?
You're craving scrambled eggs but dont want to have a lot of washing up to do?
So you decided it's an amazing idea to make scrambled eggs in a microwave! 
I getcha!
You're on the right page! :)


RULE NUMBER 1.
If you don't want your eggs to taste like plastic, You DON'T make scrambled eggs in a microwave. 
RULE NUMBER 2.
If you don't want eggs that are like a chewing gum, you DON'T make scrambled eggs in a microwave 
RULE NUMBER 3.
if you don't want a really hard to wash plate you... See the pattern? YES! You DON'T make scrambled eggs in a microwave! 

So if you dont mind getting disgusting, plastic-like eggs and then having to struggle while washing the plate, here's how you do it.

1. Get a plate
2. Get an egg
3. Add some salt and pepper.
4. Place the egg and the plate in a microwave for about 40 seconds
5. Take it out, move it about the plate to make it scrambled.
6. Back in the microwave for a minute.
7. Take it out and eat.

Optional: 8. If you hate it as much as I did feel free to make a painting :)


Enjoy! 


Here's a painting inspired by my disgusting breakfast:

This is my first ever painting of food and it's better than those disgusting eggs. 


Lots of Love, 
Marlena 

Soul Mates - 27.05.2014

''A life spent making mistakes is not only more honourable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing'' - George Bernard Shaw

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Today I wanted to talk about love... Many people have no idea what love is and neither do I, because everybody has their own definition of love. So I'll just describe it the way I think is correct. For some people love is when they feel like they need to spend a lot of time with somebody, for others love is when the person they're with cares about them and gives them attention. 

 Some people think they're in love when they feel happy around another person, but the truth is, a lot of people make us happy; our friends make us happy, our parents usually make us happy, even our pets make us happy. Does that mean we love them? We do, but in a different way. It's not necessary a romantic love. And that's the type of love I want to talk about today.

I love my friends and I'm very grateful to have them. I also love my family. And I even love my cats... but romantic love is something entirely different. 

In order to be happy in a relationship you have to be ready to be in one. You can't go into a relationship thinking the other person will cure you of your low self-esteem, or they'll help you love yourself.

They simply can't do that. You need to know how to love yourself in order to know how to love another human being.

You'll never appreciate their love if all you want is affection and compliments. You have to give something in return. Sure, receiving is important, but what's more important is communication and mutual respect. People who think they're not good enough to be loved desperately look for somebody to love them and they end up in toxic relationships, where they're either the only ones giving, or they're the only ones receiving. Either way it's not a good relationship. There has to be a balance.

People who aren't ready to be in a relationship will think they have nothing valuable to give the other person because they think they're not worthy of their love, so they end up giving them their everything, which in the end destroys them or they end up taking everything the other person gives which destroys the other person.

I don't believe in the idea of soul mates. Well I do, people who just get on with each other unbelievably well do exist, but that doesn't mean that we should spend our lives looking for our soul mate. Sometimes working through difficulties in a relationship makes us value it more. Nearly every couple can work through their differences, as long as they both keep on trying.

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I'll look like a bit of a hypocrite now, since my newest painting is called ''Soul mates''. I felt like the name is fitting because it shows two waterfalls that exist together in harmony. Behind them is a larger body of water. When I was painting it I wanted to show that they're a part of something bigger, they're together, in one painting, but they're not dependant on one another. If one of them stops, the other waterfall can keep going. Yes, I know, I'm making myself sound crazy... but what can I do :D

The song of the week is Set me on fire - Bella Ferraro because it's what I was listening to while I was painting :)

So......  ''Soul Mates''

It's as always done using Winsor and Newton's paints. 

It's a black and white painting, from my ''Mars Black'' series. The second photo was taken with a flash and I just love the way it looks so I decided to publish it as well :)

Lots of Love,

Marlena 

Uncomfortable Conscience - 23.05.2014

A couple of days ago I was talking to someone about nature and I realised how disgusting London actually is. I always thought that it was a beautiful city with a lot of parks and with a lot of trees, but it actually isn't.
I was walking home after choir last Friday and I thought I'd check how long I have to walk for before I see a tree.. and it was 20 minutes!  I was really surprised.. I thought we had more trees than that.. but I guess that because there aren't so many of them we notice them more than we would have if there were more of them. 

I love nature and I'm really surprised how blind I was for all those years.... I mean, you don't really get to see stars in the sky due to light pollution... I knew that was the case because whenever I went to Poland the sky looked so much nicer there.. but I didn't actually think about it...

We live in a world where money is the only thing that matters... Dreams don't matter anymore.. those who dream are regarded as immature and crazy.. but what's the point of living if you have no dreams? For money...? Are you going to buy yourself some happiness? Are you going to go to a shop and buy a family? a dream? love...? no. What are you going to do with all the money you're earning? 

Dreams are like trees. They keep us alive. We should treasure them and keep them alive.

Being successful today means having a well paid job and no time for life. If that's what it is, then screw it. I don't want to be successful anymore. I'd rather be happy, fulfilled and ''crazy''. 

Some people think they can earn some money now and then be happy later when they're finally able to follow their dreams.. but what if you die next year? or next month? or tomorrow? You would have lived a life without actually being alive for a single day.

People are so blinded by money that they don't notice the problems we face everyday. We're killing animals... all the time.. due to pollution. And nobody seems to care... People don't talk to eachother anymore.. it's all become virtual.. some people prefer their virtual lives to their real ones... they can be whoever they want online.. but why can't they be whoever they want in real life? It doesn't take that much to face your fears, leave your comfort zone, change your personality.. Your friends need you. A conversation online is not the same as a real conversation. Some people are unable to talk to other if they're face to face. Talking online is easier, alright, but it shouldn't be a substitute for a real conversation. I hate it when I see couples who are supposedly together, but they actually aren't because they're constantly on their phones while they're with one another, living their second lives..

People used to live peacefully, surrounded by nature and now people try to destroy it because they can't generate an income out of a tree, so it's better to build an ice cream shop in a park and get some money out of it than it is to plant more trees there.. 

I feel sorry for future generations... some kids will never see a real tree... there's this thing called global warming and everyone's panicking about it, but not many people actually do anything about it. Money money money.

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ah... okay. so there is no new painting for this weeks entry, because I'm really busy recently. Yesterday I really wanted to paint something but I only had one hour so I decided to try something new. I took a piece of A4 paper, some black acrylic paint and set myself a challenge. I was supposed to paint a picture using just one colour and water. This means that I had to plan it out carefully in my mind because I wouldn't be able to fix it with white paint like I usually do :D

It looks a bit like an ink drawing but it was done using acrylic paint (Mars Black) from....... Winsor and Newton as always haha  :)


Here's the outcome of my exercise:

It's not really a proper painting, but it has a name nonetheless haha :)

It's called ''Uncomfortable Conscience''  

Lost of Love,
Marlena

Peace after War - 22.12.2012

''No great artist ever sees things as they really are. If he did, he would cease to be an artist.'' 

 Oscar Wilde

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A strange thing occurred to me today - I never get an inspiration for a new painting while I'm wearing my glasses.
I'm short sighted and my eyes are actually pretty bad; everything that's more than 50cm away from is blurry, even my reflection in the mirror.
So without my glasses everything is a blur. All I see is colours of the things in front of me, no edges, just a mixture of colours. 
And that's when I get my inspiration... 
Some blurry shape in front of me changes and turns into something completely different. A vase with roses becomes a tree, my jewellery box turns into a house, a teddy bear into a mountain... it's weird but kind of interesting... I knew my imagination was very active - I automatically see (the weird) things people say to me, like for example someone says ''I dyed my hair this morning'' and I see them doing it straight away, but I never knew my imagination was capable of changing everyday objects into a landscape...

Some time ago I decided that I preferred to walk around without my glasses, even if it gives me a headache, but I didn't really know why... I mean, who wouldn't want to see?
Well now I realised that when my eyes stop seeing, my imagination starts working properly. Some people have to close their eyes to imagine something, all I have to do is take off my glasses, and when an image starts forming, I just close my eyes and observe what's happening in my mind, I observe my imagination's work without disturbing it. I know it sounds like I've got a schizophrenia or something, but that's not the case. It's not like I actively think ''I can't disturb my imagination, she'll be angry''. I just don't try to control my thoughts.. unfortunately sometimes I do it with my words as well... like some people who had chemistry with me would know (sorry guys).. so yh, I don't try to control my thoughts because when I do, the image disappears, or becomes too regular and perfect, like a mathematical shape, not like something that would work peacefully with nature.

When the image has fully developed I ''take a screenshot'' of my mind, search for my sketchbook and then I quickly transfer it down onto the page, because if I don't do it straight away, the imagine would be gone from imagination after about 5 minutes.



Here's a result of my imagination:

Acrylic paint on a 16"x12" canvas.

NOT Winsor and Newton this time as it's an old painting :)



Lots of Love,
Marlena

Elevation 12.05.2014

''People should talk less and draw more. Personally, I would like to renounce speech altogether and, like organic nature, communicate everything I have to say visually.'' - Johann von Goethe

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While browsing art tutorials on youtube I found something amazing, something I've never seen before... 

''To Paint is to Love Again'' by Henry Miller

[Spotify] or [Youtube]

I wish I had discovered this much earlier in my life... 

Mr Miller is such an inspiring man.

I'm not really a fan of his artwork but I do love listening to him.

Straight after listening to his book I felt like I could achieve anything. He made me realise how different it felt to be an artist.. Recently I started looking at things from a completely different perspective.. I started analysing trees, the way the leaves reflect sunlight, the way the bark is shaped.. the way the clouds move through the sky.. I keep on walking with my head up, focused on the shape of clouds.. I never used to that before.. only recently, when I actually started to paint properly I keep on finding myself doing all those weird things.. I've looked at those trees so many times before, but I never actually saw what I was looking at, like I was looking without seeing, listening without hearing... and Mr Miller made me realise that it is completely normal... so I'm weird in a normal way...

His book (well, audiobook) is simply amazing.

I shared it with my friend and even they started to think about beginning their painting journey.

Amazing right? Maybe teachers should start playing it in schools?

We would have SO many artists around.

Picasso once said ''All children are artists. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.''

and I agree with him... I bet most of my friends loved creating art at some point in their lives and then they just left it... It's really sad, but it's true.

Why is the number of artists so insignificant when compared to the number of people in business? Money. Money is the answer. But why? There is money in art too. Money AND pleasure. If you love what you're doing, no matter what it is, then eventually you'll be great at it and then if you want to get money out of it, then all you have to do is show it to people and you'll find someone who loves it. There will always be somebody who loves your style and who will gladly buy something from you.

You may ask ''how would you know? you haven't sold anything yet'', well that's true, but not because I didn't have an opportunity to - people have asked about buying my work, but I just get too attached to my paintings. I mean, when you spend 7 hours painting and refining something over and over again, then there is no way not to get emotionally attached to it, well at least not for me.

So here is the new thing I'm attached to:

''Elevation'' 

(I'll change the photo later - I kinda edited the painting since taking this one hahaha)

Oil painting on a 30" by 20" canvas :)

obviously paints from Winsor and Newton :)

Lots of Love,

Marlena