I’ve created a Zazzle store for placing my art on select products. Its fun to offer my images this way, there are coasters and mugs available; hope you enjoy 😉
If you’d like to see more products please let me know, I’m curious!
This as yet untitled poem of mine made me ponder, is this why I paint? Because I am compelled to express, and one way or the other, I will?
oh to try less
to let those experiences the mind can’t possibly tap
be in you gloriously silent
Paintings aren’t silent, at least not to me… but they do speak from a different place…..
Oh, I know nothing much and so many things.
I am not young, I am not old;
I am living in amazement.
I have no idea if others can see beyond routine this sheer joy .
Born of a particular time, privileged to have been poor and rich; to
Have suffered and triumphed, because in that – true richness is
Attained. If we let it
If we let it be. And more
If we furiously, happily and famously forge ahead
Each time- saying yes
To the sighs and the yearning and the giddy exaltation of living.
When I’ve been away from painting for awhile, as I have been lately (helping move my favorite non-profit, The Curious Forge) I begin to feel as though I’m on a boat that’s drifted far out to sea.
And I begin to want to see shore again. When I paint, I feel like I can see the shore and all is well.
I’ve wondered if it means I’m ‘more’ of an artist if I keep that shore in sight…. but I’m not so sure. Everything I experience becomes part of whatever art I create, so I suspect those times far away from shore are rather vital for me. It’s like breathing different air… I come back refreshed, energized, excited about what was discovered and wanting to, yet again, do my part in expressing it.
It’s so often the juxtaposition of things that inspire me, and compel me to express. In this case, painting and not painting. The ebb and flow of activity, of feelings, of situations, relationships.. all the things we bump up against in any given day, week, month, year. I live, I express, I live, I express – expressing while I live and living while expressing – I love the tumble of it all!
Today I head towards shore again, and as always, will do my best to pay attention.
“Skiathos, Greece” (prints available)
There is an exquisite
Between the call of the road
And the richness of staying here.
I’m a horse at the gate
And the one pasturing
Tranquil and still.
In depth I find wideness
In width oneness
I am in love with contrast
And seek embrace
At every turn
I began doing Home Portraits a few years ago. It’s such a special experience to see a home come even more alive in a painting, and I really love talking with people about their homes, what’s unique or meaningful for them, or simply to share their memories and hopes.
This is the photo of the home:
And this is my parent’s home – a gift to them 😉
All inquiries for commissions welcome! 😉
Setting up shop!
I have a new Etsy Store (KaraAsilanis), check it out: http://www.etsy.com/shop/KaraAsilanis?ref=shop_sugg
A foray into the virtual world although really its pretty physical since there are human beings all connected this way.. how do my paintings and the people that love them find each other after all – doing what I can to facilitate this 😉
And a merry matchmaking it is!
Work in Progress:
I’ve returned to a favorite subject of mine recently… Greece. This work in progress is from the island of Santorini:
I tend to paint the sky last in painting landscapes or architecture, and for me the sky can make all the difference in whether a painting ‘works’ for me…. I rarely have an idea of how I’ll paint it until I’m doing it and I like that, it somehow brings the whole piece together. Stay tuned….
Don’t you just feel like this sometimes?
Now, is the chair jumping for joy? Up in the air? Startled? Falling to earth? Flying? With each expression it may change how you see the painting. Something like how looking at the same situation from different perspectives changes what we think about it…
I’ve been reflecting a lot on this as I practice approaching things, not from my habitual way of doing it, but by asking if I have another perspective to come from, and see what is illuminated for me. And I’m loving it. Just as I find any painting pretty much a new experiment, which keeps me open and curious, this practice is making my life richer, and more fun.
So for me, today, this painting is flying, and jumping for joy! And of course that feels great. Tomorrow may bring something else, and I’ll let it be new, and see what I discover.