Congratulations Connie!! May 21, 2014Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
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You are the winner of Jill Berry’s new Map Art Stencils!!!! How awesome is that?
“28. ConnieND – May 12, 2014—-Great looking stencils. I think they would look awesome in my travel journal that I am making for my trips that I am taking this summer”.
Spread 240 – Mapping The Distances – Blog Hop and Giveaway of Jill K. Berry’s New Map Art Stencils May 12, 2014Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
Fusing Jill’s new Map Art stencil designs into my own art journaling pages posed a bit of a challenge at first as I rarely use stencils in my practice. However it quickly became very exciting when I started to play with boundless possibilities. It was important to me to appreciate the designs in their original state, as Jill intended them to be, yet allow them to become something else, something that feels more personal to me. I found myself mapping the distances between Jill’s visual world and mine, distances between exterior and internal visual models, making them far or close as I pleased. Original elements shifted and changed and flowed from one to another. They gave rise to new fragments and images that felt honest to me. I enjoyed this process of giving in to exterior shapes and forms that originally did not belong to me and transforming them enough, to a point where I could claim them as my own. To get a chance to win Jill’s K. Berry’s set of four new stencils by Artistcellar please comment here or to increase your chances to win hop over to the blogs below to see what other artists have created with Jill’s stencils and comment there too. I will announce the winner on May 20.
Thank you wondrous Jill for taking me on this explorative and fun adventure through your awesome stencils!
Art-Journaling in Ireland April 17, 2014Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
JOIN ME IN IRELAND to EXPLORE, DISCOVER, and SET YOUR CREATIVE SOUL FREE
“IMMERSIONs IN ART-JOURNALING”
The practice of Art-Journaling cultivates insights into the nature of the creative process and its multiple meanings. Enriched by self-love and acceptance; painting, collage, words, pen and line work, entwine to make expansive images. It’s all about one’s willingness to reveal vulnerability and rawness for the sake of true creative freedom and for personal growth and self care. Expressing high-spirited and truthful internal journeys takes precedence over producing beautiful or impressive results. Ultimately, Art-Journaling is about depicting the fluidity of life, about effortlessly carrying one’s self from one place to another.
In these three days we’ll draw inspiration from boundless sources and turn it into mini visual life feasts–journal pages, with the help of gentle multiple media prompts. Trek through your intimate geographies and your visual narratives and make room on your pages for new ones. Tap into the sensuous joy that resides deep in you and is patientlly awaiting to be unveiled. We will journal heartily to satisfy our undeniable need to witness our constant onward movement, to explore and expand our human experience through tactile, sensorial, and honest creative gestures. Our days together will end with rich journal pages filled with awe and wonderment.
Spread 239 – I Am A Wanderer April 12, 2014Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
The pages encourage straying, prompting new encounters. I wander around restlessly, aimlessly, but purposefully too, if it is at all possible, looking looking looking to find me once again. When I don’t I start washing away layers in paint drippings, sanding them down, peeling them off, anxiously, feverishly. Trying to find landings to rest my tired eyes. Failing often. Covering up parts that I know for sure don’t work for me or my pages, and starting over. Pleasant for you? I care and I don’t. Disturbing to you? I care and I don’t. Beautiful to you? I care and I don’t. Continuously struggling to find the spaces that reside between eye-appeal and truth, open ended vast landscapes and small closed claustrophobic quarters. Spaces that rebel and others that are contrived and conformed and take my breath away in a very bad way. Bone-tired of my stop-and-go mentality. Just want to glide into view and not look back to correct. Getting cold feet by standing still in muddy paint, then elbowing myself to move. Move! Moooooove!
Spread 238 – Stitches March 25, 2014Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
Spread 237 – The Unforeseeable Journey March 13, 2014Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
Creating in a journal, as in creating in life, the best I can do is create little, create this second, this moment, not even the day. Create a brush stroke, a continuous area for it on my page, so it can breathe, soothe, nudge. Allow scarcity to fill up the spaces, lines and accidents to determine my transformation. I surrender, but hold on to my defiance. I dance. I retreat into my stiff shell and then burst open. I know what I am doing, then I forget. I help myself heal and then become triumphant. I dance. I hold my own hand as I climb onto the ledge, then I close my eyes and jump.
Come away with me February 28, 2014Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
Learn more about this out of this world happening while visiting the beautiful Rebecca Brooks’ blog. I am beyond excited. Will you join me in this enchanted city for an incredible art-journaling experience?
Spread 236 – A Place Of My Own February 22, 2014Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
Spread 235 – Look February 19, 2014Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
Spread 234 – All My Loving February 2, 2014Posted by Orly in Uncategorized.
A woman lives in-between her skins. All is contained within. Sometimes she cannot hold it in and she bursts out of her skins to say something, to express her contradictory ideas about some things that truly make her noisy. At other times she bursts out in song, dance, and even laughter. But those sudden releases are far in-between. She comes out, more to say hey I am breathing here and I have some perspectives on all of this, perspectives that no one else has. Just saying. Sometimes people notice and then she can somewhat peacefully go back in for a day or two. It’s difficult at times, unsettling perhaps.