Showing posts with label what art teaches us about life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label what art teaches us about life. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Over brimmed

Over Brimmed. Roisin Markham 2005.
This morning I am laughing. The sun is shining into the studio and my brain is writing, creating solving for several community groups that have approached me to apply for the Wexford County Council funding deadline to work with community artists. The deadline is tomorrow.
Sometimes we need to say "I am empty - this is me, this is all there is" by staying with that and allowing the uncomfortable to just be so, by staying present all is as it is meant to be and we are held in all that we are or are not. Just in that moment.
By being empty we allow in flow to our lives. When we are full nothing else can be added.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Is it worth a second look?

Lessons about vision from an early morning walk and metaphors for life
As an artist I have come to accept that although people will copy what I do no one will make work exactly like I do, so I share and know that some of you will value my work and others will value the sharing of information. But at some stage I hope the two converge.
As an artist I continue to make work and strive to find a sustainable business model for my creative practice; increasing my sales of art, securing more commissions, devising projects and events. I hope if you enjoy or value my work you will find away to share that with those in your circle and consider purchasing some art work.
Cahore House Hotel, Wexford. Roisin Markham
This morning on my walk around Cahore Point a pheasant perched on some old tree trunks made me walk towards Cahore House Hotel. To which I normally glance and stroll on. There were a few things that struck me on this soft misty morning that was turning in to drizzle. A farmers gate free standing with no fence around it. The fence long since fallen over in the normally soggy ground that due to several weeks of fine weather I could walk over. What you don't sense in the picture are the rooks chatting, the sound of the sea in the background, the sound of wood pigeons. Yes I did think to take some video but felt it would not evoke exactly that and words would work.
The mist was doing a great job of dampening down all the colours. It was n't quiet dramatic but something else happened as I walked closer and viewed the scene from different angles.
But how does one turn an insipid washed out image into something worth looking at?
How do you respond to what is presented to you? 
How do I translate and evoke what appears to hand in such a way to show you it is worth a second look?
Cahore House Hotel, Cahore Point, Wexford. Roisin Markham
I change the parameters in which I interact, interpret and communicate.
What do you do? is this approach useful in your work or life?

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