Sunday, July 18, 2010

Art Barn Poetry Walk Book





Behind the Art Barn where I work and exhibit for the summer have been various "Poetry Walks" that I have collaborated on with different poets over the years. This year's version of the walk is a combination of poets whose work deeply inspires me as I feel an increasingly profound love and respect for the earth, which intensifies with each painting that releases itself from within. Below are several photos of the walk which really don't don't compare with the experience of walking it. The swaying pines click and whisper above, the wind caresses you, and the scent of pine needles washes over you to awaken your senses in a flood of memories, reminding us of who we are to each other and all living beings. The images included in the book are mostly of one painting, "Weaving Roots of Time" as it progressed in my studio from day to day and week to week. The layers and stories beneath the painting and the woven roots of all of us, so interconnected at times it is difficult to tell where one begins and another ends. The poets are Susan Griffin, who expresses with words what I feel with paint. I end the walk with a poem by Barbara Deming, "Spirit of Love" a poem that I made copies to hand out at one of my first exhibitions over 25 years ago. And finally a joyful poem of recognition by Joy Harjo.

The Poetry Walk has been made into a book which anyone can preview and/or order a copy by clicking on the link below:
By Paintings by: Holl...


Tuesday, July 13, 2010

"Wild Earth" paintings

Wild Earth

I am so excited about this new body of work that is emerging from my own body and encompassing the earth's body. These paintings seem to be using me to paint themselves into existence. The flow is on and the work just keeps coming, such a joy to have the earth reveal her stories to me through color, texture and shape.

Below is the next sketch that I have begun translating into paint.



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Sunday, July 11, 2010

Connecting across Time and Space

I love all the artistic connections that are made on twitter and thought I would acknowledge a couple that have blossomed for me!

@carlicastellani wrote a inspiring piece featuring my work in the cool Artzine for writers, artists and musicians entitled "Status Hat"
http://bit.ly/9TLq08 for which I am most grateful. Definitely a zine worth checking out!
@semaphore wrote an insightful and moving poem inspired by one of my paintings entitled: "River Solitude" which I have posted
on my blog: http://theroaringinside.blogspot.com/2009/07/river-solitude.html

Just like the giant net of Indra, spreading it's webbing and each connection resulting in multifaceted jewels that we all contribute to,
a positively scintillating experience!

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Saturday, July 10, 2010

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Solstice Paint

Yesterday while I was painting all the mundane trivialities of daily life that have been threatening to swamp me, all started to fall away, like drops of water drying in the sun. The power and force of what starts to well up inside me as I paint always amazes me! Energy enters through my feet and surges through my body, exploding onto the canvas. My brain stops chattering and it feels as though my whole body is entering and breathing into the painting...I take a "little trip" and return at the end completely nourished and energized and clear about who I am and what I was meant to do in this lifetime! I LOVE painting the EARTH! When I am engaged in these earth paintings there is nothing I would rather be doing, I am completely and fully present in the moment.

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Friday, June 18, 2010

Wild Earth

 

 

 

 The paintings of the "wild earth" continue to emerge, more slowly at the moment,

but she is painfully present as her wound continues to bleed beneath the ocean.
A beautiful passage by Susan Griffin was sent to me by the @septembermay (Jesse Mendes)
which moved me profoundly:

"As I go into her, she pierces my heart. As I penetrate further, she unveils me. When I have reached her centre, I am weeping openly. I have known her all my life, yet she reveals stories to me, and these stories are revelations and I am transformed. Each time I go to her I am born, like this. Her renewal washes over me endlessly, her wounds caress me; I become aware of all that has come between us, of the noise between us, the blindness, of something sleeping between us. Now my body reaches out to her. They speak effortlessly, and I learn that at no instant does she fail me in her presence. She is as delicate as I am: I know her sentience; I feel her pain and my own pain comes into me, and my own pain grows large and I grasp this pain with my hands, and I open my mouth to this pain, I taste, I know, and I know why she goes on, under great weight, with this great thirst, in drought, in starvation, with intelligence in every act does she survive disaster. This earth is my sister; I love her daily grace, her silent daring, and how loved I am how we admire this strength in each other, all that we have lost, all that we have suffered, all that we know: we are stunned by this beauty, and I do not forget: what she is to me, what I am to her."

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