a red headed woman holds a seedling sprout and contemplates destiny

what an artist does for you…

what is all the fuss about? why are artists worth so much in some circles of life and worth so little in others?

the answer is quite clear. and it’s not remotely to do with some magical mysterious talent…though it helps.

it’s about love.

really?

yeah. and this applies to us all. artists happen to be some of the first in line to feel the edge of evolution. we go out on a limb so to speak, and bring back the psychic bacon…the soul food for nourishment of all.

we are arbiters of change and flying shamans. we are cosy in our bubbles where we see the cosmic dance played out before our inner retinas.

we put our visions down, fresh from the universal soup into some kind of reason upon canvas with all manner of colours and textures.

and those of us who know how to allow ourselves to love this weird thing that we do, know how to thrive. we are juicy and full of life because we’ve invested in our spiritual connection.

an artists job is merely to remind you who you are.

you are all the paintings and beautiful sunsets throughout time.

you are the dew drop on petal and the cold glint on metal.

you are light and being beyond this physical appearance, mere density of vibration.

a painting then, is like a map. if it resonates with you then it is yours to cherish.

talk to the artist. she wants to serve you. she wants to enliven your world with the visions she incubates.

without you, her audience, there is no reason.

a hopeful looking woman leans into an invisible wind that blows her very being away as she disintegrates in waves of rippling vibrations though she looks brightly into the future model is uk artist phoebe thomasson photo art by adam white photography copyright 2015 awp and pt
photo art: adam white
model: phoebe thomasson

sat nam. (truth is my name.)

name zen yellow bright bold black line encompasses a bright lemon yellow centre the epitomy of simplicity and bold minimalism gives you space to think and uplifting colour representing the inner sunshine healthy ego self acrylic on canvas by uk artist phoebe thomasson

PROJECT: One Hundred Paintings #1

Day One “Zen Yellow”

The ‘day’ is not twenty four hours. It is mine to define. Every painting a day. This is number one. The first painting and the first ‘day’…

I was so happy to receive my new set of canvasses. Nice deal for me with the last dribbles of savings.

I unwrap. I meditate and think about how, not what.

I mustn’t think about the ‘what’; that’s the magic bit and I don’t want to spoil the experience by over-planning, it’s just not my style.

I come downstairs into the studio. I take pictures off the wall. I tidy away the unnecessary items and de-clutter my space until I can focus my gaze on the marvelous whiteness of the blank canvas.

I do not suffer with fear of the blank canvas.

I honor the ‘mistake is a door‘ school of thought and therefore hold no fear for what is not my enemy but my ally…to be respected of course!

Instead, I revel in the exciting dance of probability and possibility as they vie for birthing in the quantum space before me.

Milestones are set by events such as these.

I feel I’m ‘graduating’ from my self-taught school of learning art within life and weaving them seamlessly into one blanket.

I’ve arrived

This is why this thing exists

This is why I strive

This is how I have traveled here

This is my signpost

I grab a large brush and mixed the black paint. So satisfying!

My mind reaches for a new small hog-hair with the intent to paint a doodle…

No!? Before I can interject the large chunky black acrylic soaked brush sweeps my arm around the canvas in an arc…whoa!

Now that’s how to break the ice!

Pop goes the virgin canvas bubble as the surface tension is slashed by the black line of nothing and everything.

The line tells me….courage, conviction, fearless expression, bold demarcation, space boundary, empty corral

…the yellow comes slinking onto the canvas soon after. The lemon perfect in it’s primary simplicity and bright lucidity.

I am awakened!

name zen yellow bright bold black line encompasses a bright lemon yellow centre the epitomy of simplicity and bold minimalism gives you space to think and uplifting colour representing the inner sunshine healthy ego self acrylic on canvas by uk artist phoebe thomasson

I look towards the horizon and see a magenta spot on it’s way…

That’s a story for another day!
22nd Feb 2015

painting with ink on a brand new canvas

Putting Fresh Ink on the Canvas

It’s a whole new world. I’ve relaunched for 2015 my status as a professional artist. There is much work in many areas to do before I hit the sweet spot, but armed with my new-found business acumen and determination, creative inspiration and an amazing team behind me I think this time things will rock and roll.

I’ve invested heavily this season in new equipment and stuff that is going to help me along; it is no mean feat being a full-time mummy and an artist and I’ve been perilously close to the edge of burnout (again) recently, which is scary with my history (ME/CFS). But this time (as opposed to 2003) I have so many blessings on my side. Okay, I am having to work harder than usual to break through the blocks to progress which includes becoming a bit of a boring fart so that I  can focus. Going to bed early is something of an acquired taste for me but essential to overall performance.

So why was I up at 5.30 this morning? Pure excitement. Not only do I have a spanking new Word Press platform to play with (and work out how the hell to pull it all together) I have a new laptop on the way. The new beast is for rendering videos that chart my studio progress in 2015 which I will post on You Tube as soon as we configure the new system and put everything together.

Have a stonking Solstice season with everything in it you are hoping for, and I hope you will join me again soon!

🙂

Spirit of Nature by Phoebe Thomasson

ART Focus: “The Spirit of Nature”

her red hair flies in the wind as she contemplates herself reflected in a leafy shoot acrylic on canvas by phoebe thomasson uk artist

I started this painting on my fortieth birthday and as yet, remains unfinished.

She is nature herself, gazing at her own manifestation; the seedling that represents new growth was the budding confidence as an individual coming into her power.

We don’t know we lack personal power until we start to find it. It is that sense of ‘something missing’ that drives us to search. If we don’t search and strive, we never find.

Without our nature intact life has little real meaning.

The way we search is our own unique journey. We cut paths in virgin territory. The paths have never been trod before in the way we will tread them.

We may think that everything has been said before. The spirit of nature disagrees and will always encourage new growth.

Personal growth is the power of everyone. One for all, all for one.

This is the Spirit of the Age; Nature personified.

Copyright © Phoebe Thomasson 2014