I love finding a new artist. Maria Pace Wynters does luminous portraits. This Canadian painter is a born creative, an artist to the core, creating art from a very early age. Her artwork embraces creating for creativity’s sake, focusing on the pure process of creation and enjoying the act of making. We are constantly pushed and pulled in every direction at once and Maria’s paintings “represent this dynamic struggle that we as humans are obliged to embrace”. As a mother, Maria takes inspiration from her children, drawing on their carefree nature and approach to life to create wonderful, unrestrained artworks that provide a connection to our inner-child.
Here are two links to her work http://mariapacewynters.wordpress.com/2010/11/ and http://
“I created this group (http://artodyssey1.blogspot.com/2012/01/maria-pace-wynters.html) so I could share the paintings I’ve been working on over the last few months. Most of them since the beginning of this year. Perhaps turing forty put a fire under my butt or maybe it just allowed me to let go of all the rules I’d set for myself and just do art for the sake of doing art. There is no doubt where my inspiration comes from. My two girls have offered me many beautiful images but more importantly they have reminded me of the joy you can find when you do put the rules aside, cut the attached strings and shut out the inner critics and simply allow yourself to paint. So here is my stuff, I hope you like. In the words of my two year old Scarlett: “TA DAAA!”
Wikipedia says that “Bliss can be a state of profound satisfaction, happiness and joy, a constant state of mind, undisturbed by gain or loss.” Bliss is blissful but honestly, how many of us can say we feel bliss often, or at least, as often as we should. Have any of your read Simple Abundance by Sarah Ban Breathnach? I read it about 15 years ago and it, along with The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron, changed my life. Over this last year I have been reading Romancing The Ordinary by Ban Breathnach, it is not a new book, I have had it for a while but last fall I picked it up and started reading it. It is a day book of inspirational essays and it is where I first read the poem “To Call Myself Beloved” (the name of my 2009-210 series) by Raymond Carver, it spoke to me on such a deep level and still does. I could see that THIS is where I was in my life at this time and my paintings were such a reflection of that. I was feeling really strong and confident and my ability to be able to love myself and my work without worrying about people’s opinions was rather surprising to me. It was blissful which is not a place I had ever been before. Being able to call myself beloved is still a struggle, caring what people think is a struggle, taking my iron pills so I can breathe is a struggle, exercising is BEYOND a struggle BUT being blissful, is something that is so completely foreign to me that I don’t even strive for it. Being in bliss is not something that is concrete, it really is a state of mind. Can we simply turn on the bliss switch by just choosing to do so? I wish this were true but we CAN actively choose to do things that make us feel blissful instead of denying or ignoring those desires. Ban Breathnach lists two pages of bliss blockers and sadly, I could have checked off more than half of them! So how do we slowly introduce bliss into our life? Really, when it comes right down to it, bliss IS calling yourself beloved because if you were truly calling yourself beloved, you would be doing all those things for yourself that you do daily for your family ( your beloveds).
For me, BLISS is also painting whatever I want without any restrictions or rules and I do experience THIS bliss often.
Which brings me to …
WHAT I WAS THINKING ABOUT WHEN I DID THIS PAINTING:
When I was younger I use to love my dressing gown. I loved to wear it. I loved to lounge around in it on a Sunday morning. I can honestly say I really don’t enjoy that anymore but is that because I really don’t enjoy it or because I don’t allow myself to enjoy it. I don’t even go down to the kitchen in the morning without being showered and dressed, even on the weekends. I have convinced myself it is because I don’t like it but really, I think it is because I feel like it would be wasting the day and THAT makes me feel guilty. What if I had a free day? What if I gave myself permission to do nothing but lounge around in my dressing gown all day and lie on my couch with a huge quilt and pillows from my bed reading a big fat novel, watching old movies on TV, eating homemade waffles and drinking a really good latte. All at once!
BUT I’m not convinced.
Perhaps I could start with an hour and work my way up to half a day.
Or I could wear my dressing gown over my clothes.
Does that count?
I think I need to keep reading Romancing The Ordinary, it is obvious that I need to continue to work on this bliss thing but at least I am thinking about it.