Idk...

I’ve been working on this series of large floral paintings. They’re oil and acrylic paint, 36x48, huge and just lovely! I have a few more planned for this series, but i have no idea what to call it. I love these painting too much to leave them untitled ... 

this time, it's true

my website has been "under construction" for literally three years. but this time.... i'm actually going to finish it.

i'd spend HOURS agonizing over templates and design, font size and header placement. but i'm letting it all go. i'm sticking with SIMPLE and just getting the art out there. that's really what's important.

if you're here to see art, in the meantime, check out my instagram so see what's current, what i'm working on...

https://www.instagram.com/chantalstone/

i feel better when the barometric pressure is low...

and today it's finally rainy so i feel a bit more like myself. 

the past week has been super hot and sunny and i always feel like crap in that kind of weather. my skin breaks out from the sun and i feel so drained. creatively, i feel blank. but today is better. 

i'm on vacation from work and i've been wanting to paint but it's been hard because my entire family has been home too and i haven't had much quiet time to get in my head. i've needed that. 

but this morning i had an idea. i often look to other artists (of all mediums) for inspiration. lately that hasn't been working for me so i've decided to take some time to look within myself. i need an exercise....an assignment. to get myself back on track. i've decided to do a 30 day project. i may extend it to 100 days if i feel i need to later on. 30 days of memories... from my childhood, my marriage, my experiences with my children. it'll be personal, and it will dig deep....but i feel like i need that. 

ill still work on other stuff when the mood and inspiration hits, but I feel like for right now this is what I need to create art that is totally mine, inspired from me and my life and art that tells my own story...

 

why i make art...

for all of my life, there's been this hole. i'm fulfilled by love, by family, by the lives and accomplishments of my children, by the greatest marriage i could ever imagine. and yet. the hole is there, even if sometimes it's only small.

and sometimes. when i'm lucky. whenever everything's working in my favor....

there's a moment while creating...when that hole is filled.  

even if for only a fleeting moment.

its enough to keep me going.

the work i'm trying to do right now is a complete excerice in restraint. far too frequently i work on a painting and think i'm so close, nearly there....only to take it too far and ruin the piece. 

on a rare occasion, that mishap takes me to a new and interesting place. but more often, i end up just painting over it. 

i think about jazz musicians. miles davis. coltrane. dizzy. parker. they were perfect in their timing, in their ability to push push push only to stop just in time. before it's too late. 

i think about poets. who can create an entire mood from a single word or phrase. rain. bright. linear. love. there's no need for more, the magic is in the in between.

this is where i'm trying to go. i'm not sure how to get there though.