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Colorful Morning

Color.  Today I am filled with color; yesterday the green leaves of the stout trees were shining electric green.  Walking under the canopy of trees whose names I don’t know, I felt the light that shone and refracted back into the day. 

And a painting comes to thee.  My loose attempt to connect with color in July of 2003.  Color, color, and more color.  Trying as I may, to pair compliments, to feel the color, to swim in it and taste it.  When I stepped back from this one, I was taken aback by the figure in the middle that is part of the face—an angle in rapture!

 

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Rebb! I want that

Rebb! I want that painting-the colours are part of me. How much? M

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Ah, Mares. When I moved

Ah, Mares. When I moved several years ago, I had to leave behind a lot of stuff. I remember having to choose which paintings to throw away--just didn't have any room. This is one of the dozen or so survivors...

One day, if I figure out how to make a proper print copy, and you would still like one, I would love to mail one to you...

Have you dabbled?

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Thanks Rebb, that would be

Thanks Rebb, that would be fab! Oh yes, I have dabbled a little. I did photography in New Mexico State and loved every minute of it. I could have lived in the darkroom, it was magic. I think I would adore ceramics........Mares

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I've always wanted to take

I've always wanted to take photography class. Instead, I snap away with the digital.  Ceramics would be nice, to fee and shape the clay with moist fingers--ah, the feel of clay.I must tell you, Mares, I had another one of those moments...I go to the American Cancer Society second hand store for a fresh air break from work sometimes to look at books.  I have to space the visits out, otherwise it's the same books. Well today I left with a handful.  I've tried to keep my book buying habit under control because where is the time to read the stacks!--I'm sure you know—Two that showed themselves to me and went home with me are Ireland:  Its beauty and splendor (the pictures are gorgeous); and then on my way out, a few books were off on a side table. The one I took home is: Prose, Poetry, and Art of the New Mexico Pueblos. It just made me smile and think to myself, there are those moments again. :) 

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That is amazing! Two books

That is amazing! Two books with strong connections! I hope you enjoy the book on Ireland, I love the sound of the prose from New Mexico. Lucky you! Bet you got them for a song!

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Glorious! Love it!

Glorious! Love it!

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Love it! Thanks for sharing!

Love it! Thanks for sharing!

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Thank you, Jodi and Ryoma!

Thank you, Jodi and Ryoma! I'm glad you liked it.

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Rebb, Wow! That's striking

Rebb,

Wow! That's striking colors and face. It's gorgeous.

Are you going to add the photos of your work to your RR gallery? I hope to see more.

You're talented!

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Thank you very much for you

Thank you very much for you kind words, Keiko! That's a good idea...I can add the photos I've included on my blog to my RR gallery.

I read your words on Dr. Jitu's "Indian Dance" blog.  I sure hope you haven't given up on your essay to describe the differences between Western and Japanese dance.  And when you mentioned about African dances, I was imagining reading an essay by you on comparative dance. I hope you keep at it, Keiko. Why do we often doubt ourselves? Keep "squeezing that wash-rag" and keep the drips in a folder! :)

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woops

Double post

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face of colors

Hi Reb,
this is a good painting on 'face of colors'.You chose 'meat pink' on nose. Does it have a meaning? Do you want to depict an injured sense?

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Hi Dr. Jitu, thank you very

Hi Dr. Jitu, thank you very much for your kind words. I like the name, 'face of colors.'  Most of the faces I have painted have come out of the air.  I sometimes approach them with feelings or put certain music on for inspiration, but when I paint, I paint; and what reveals itself to me is often a mystery. I have done a few attempts at still life: a duck, a giraffe, flowers. But with my colorful faces, I never have a set direction. I have a small painting that sits near my desk and when I looked at it yesterday, and one other that is out, I saw this common thread, but I don't know a word to describe it. The little painting was my first time working with paint. It looks like it has Aboriginal roots. As with words, it also fascinates me what painting faces can reveal. I was probably inspired by Van Gough in the sense that he loved color and experimented and he did many self-portraits.  I love all of his work! That poor tortured soul--may he be at peace.

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Van Gogh

Love his work!! First time I saw his work 'in the flesh', I was completely mesmerised. Amazing. Truly amazing.

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How lucky that you saw his

How lucky that you saw his work, Ryoma! I can only imagine seeing those thickly painted canvases with all that wonderful texture come to life!

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It´s amazing how colors can

It´s amazing how colors can make all the difference, can´t they? Rebb, you didn´t know a face was forming? There´s also a left blue arm, and a tear dropping from the right eye. That´s a great color combination!

Mares and Rebb, try coil- building ceramics. You´ll love it!

Keiko had a great idea! I´d like to see your pictures there, too!

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Thank you, Lu. Yes, colors

Thank you, Lu. Yes, colors do make all the difference! I remember when Mares said she could not imagine a world without color, nor can I. But I suppose if the world were made up of different shades of gray, that would be just as colorful! Ah, Lu, you found an arm... What's interesting is once you share words or pictures or paintings, the painting really does become part of something bigger. The painting has taken on a life of its own.

Lu, what is coil-building ceramics? Do you have pictures to share?

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Yes

Yes,the viewer constructs the painting,the film,any piece of arts he looks at. It becomes the fixation point of his own unconscious preoccupations.

So Rebb,your painting is going to be re-born here on RR.

Concerning colours,yesterday I was watching Orson Welles' Citizen Kane.I completely forgot it was in black and white.For that case I just did not need colors! Hombre

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Well, mine are rough and

Well, mine are rough and childish, but for the spirit of sharing, here is a photo.  Talking of black and white, and the shades of gray, the tall center and the right vases are the ones that I made many years ago.  I had given to my mother, but they boomeranged back to me because she passed away.

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I like them, Keiko, I don´t

I like them, Keiko, I don´t find them rough or childish, I find them honest and natural.

You made them at the wheel? I´ve never tried the wheel. 

Rebb, found this nice video on You Tube on coil building pottery: How to make coil building

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Luciana, Thank you.   Yes,

Luciana,

Thank you.   Yes, each student used a wheel.  It seemed impossible at first, so I made many dishes.   A friend of mine was very good at it.   Almost all the  evening classmates made professional quality potteries.   I was impressed with this class in Monrovia, Calif. and the instructor.   She was a Japanese American artist.  I think her name was Mrs. Nishimoto.  I still have her gorgeous green vase.  

About the video, he does it smoothly, but I bet that takes time also.  My kids played with clay also.  It's good to work with clay and be creative.  

 

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Thanks for sharing this

Thanks for sharing this video, Lu! It seems like it would take some getting used to rolling the coils out.  I bought a pack of Das clay about ten years ago. I just went to the back closet. Still in the package and feels soft. Maybe I'll try to make something...I didn't know it lasted so long in the package!

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Lovely Keiko. Primitive. I

Lovely Keiko. Primitive. I like primitive.

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Keiko these are beautiful!!

Keiko these are beautiful!! Thank you so much for sharing. I love pieces that feel like they are in their natural state.  Whenever we go to eat Sushi at a Japanese restaurant nearby, I love the feel of the ceramic cup in my hand. They are perfectly imperfect, no two the same. I'm glad your pieces boomeranged back to you so you could share them :)

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So true, Hombre. Fascinating

So true, Hombre. Fascinating isn't it...That's funny about your Orson Welles' movie. I surely would have noticed!

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Wow, Keiko.

Wow, Keiko.

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Thank you, Ryoma.  I never

Thank you, Ryoma.  I never know who I can entertain!