Last evening in my night studio I surrendered to what the moment brought.
Looking at the photos I did last summer based on a Klimt painting of Adele Bauer
In the quiet of late night studio I let go of making sense in what I wrote… a huge letting go, and became unafraid
My brother called from Spain this morning (this is going somewhere) and he asked me if what I wrote was a reflection from the image I drew or if it was more of a reflection of a place in my life and I said… BOTH!
This has been brewing in me a long time, a desire to allow words to flow out and my logical afraid mind saying “you will not make sense and no one will get it”… So be it! I am ok with that now.
I have always done what i wanted, except for this and, oh yeah, singing! And that could be the last frontier!
Looking at all the moving parts of my work, on the one hand I have the RosiPati Cards company, putting my art in card format to make it accessible, and to make a living.
And inside that world I am investigating digital work.
This is something I discovered when our friend gifted us an iPad.
Brad, my husband, was sick with cancer and there was a lot of time spent in appointments, waiting rooms, hospitals… you get the picture… and this iPad allowed us to do visual work that is clean and neat, and easy to put away when the doctor came in the room.
On the other hand, I am developing my visual language in my new life as a widow.
I say this because Brad was my art collaborator and studio mate. We spent many years working and sharing visual language and inspiration.
As I go forward, I am looking at my past visual identity, language and iconography made up of intense interest in man-made environments, and places of refuge. I will expand on this in my next post.
The images above represent the bare beginnings of a mixture of photography and digital art
