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Pour tout bon fan de papertoys ce site vaut son pesant d'or !!!!
Pour ceux qui ne sauraient pas, un petit rappel sur les papertoys :
Il s'agit de jouets en papier representant souvent des personnages, vehicules ou batiments, à découper et à monter. Il est possible d'en télécharger sous format pdf un peu partout sur le net, à divers degrés de complexité, certains sont de véritables et bluffantes petites maquettes !!!!
Ce type de jouet à beaucoup retenu l'attention des designers, car le papertoy offre des perspectives creatives quasi infinies de formes, de couleurs, de graphismes... De plus grace à internet le partage des papertoys est devenu simplissime.
Quand même, une matiere á création et á transformation quasi-infinie, un format (PDF) de partage ultra-leger, et disponible partout sur la planète par internet permettant un partage mondial des ressources et tout ca juste avec des ciseaux de la colle et un peu de papier... Non vraiment je n'en finis pas de ne pas en revenir...
Bref je suis completement fan.
Mais euh...ouhla je m'emporte un peu...
Pour en revenir donc á ce site, il s'agit de PAPERCRITTERS, un interface Flash, de création de papertoy fichtrement bien foutu. Sur la base d'un modèle ( on regrettera qu'il n' y en ait pas plusieurs...) il est possible de faire à peu pres tout ce qu'on veut, palette de couleurs, de motifs, on peut charger ses propres motifs, crayons, pinceaux, visualisation en 3D ! Et le fameux CRTL+Z qui á une place si particulière dans le coeur des graphistes !
Le tout dans une interface colorée très agréable, et extrêmement intuitive, nímporte qui, du graphiste chevronné au simple curieux s'y retrouvera sans aucune difficulté.
Une fois l'oeuvre terminée, on pourra bien sur la télécharger pour la monter chez soi, et même la présenter au monde via photos sur la gallerie du site...
Bref, le(s) créateur(s) de ce site nous ont carrément pondu un mini-logiciel de création graphique, et ca, il faut avouer, c'est tout de même une "sacrée-fichue-de-bon-sang-de-performance" (pour rester poli...).
Le site à d'ailleurs gagné un Flash Awards (Prix qui récompense les meilleurs sites en flash).
Et bah c'est bien fait peur eux na !
Un site donc, pour tout le monde, à consommer sans aucun sens minimum de la retenue...
A+ Sohei.
Things have been a-flutter around here. I am so stoked. My youngest at 15 months, Lucas, is now walking. He teeters back and forth in the funniest way, making you think he will fall at any moment, but on he goes and with the silliest, proudest grin on his face. And Jas, he embodies the spirit of Tarzan, jumping off the picnic table and swinging from our willow vines. It's great energy, a lot of energy if you are not used to it, but I really get a kick out of it. I'm serious when I say, childhood is not to be wasted and these kids KNOW how to have fun. Deep thoughts from me, Mrs. Tarzan (as my son now calls me).
Sometimes folks ask if I have more work than what is viewable in my online art gallery. I do! VOX is where I show the process and include lots of stuff as it is being made. Same with my Flickr. If you have any questions pertaining any of my works at any stage, shoot me an email and I'll get right back to you.
Last night, I spent a little time in the studio wrapping up this painting. Mentally, rhe colors were really getting to me over the course of several days, so when I finally put brush to paper, I was happy to see it come to life and work. The painiting is called "Your elation brings me here". It is 9" x 13 3/4", watercolor combined with india ink and pastel. I don't always like to give away the entire story of a painting because the internal dialogue of each viewer in response to art is such a magical and personal experience, I feel rather oafish in unloading an enormous tale. But, I will hint... this portrays the the moment of discovered pregnancy and the spiritual force which entwines us all and creates transcendence. As with my art show, I am so delighted to hear other people bring their added experiences. I am not at all closed off to that as I really do believe in the interconnectedness of us all.
We are soon going to be traveling and I am wondering how a week without painting will be. Erm. I'm not sure about that. I have a notion to get postcard watercolor papers and take my smallest kit of colors just in case. Yeah. I think I will do that. In the meantime, it is Sunday, my hubby is putering next to me, the clouds are clearing, the babes are snoozing, I'm getting a little logy from so much relaxing... ;-)
I wrote a lot post-college, on the advice of a professor and my husband, who always supports everything artistic I pursue (great man!). Much of what I wrote and then had published was free verse poetry. Without a net is how I've always liked it. Because there is something out there in the ether that seems could be touched and grabbed and pulled down and it works best for me when I let go. When I look at my children, the indescribable beauty in their small movements, the way they bow their head into my chest... each unique little moment so unprecedented... those are moments of pure free form in the shape of life.
and more playing....
OK. So I am a fan of dragons. Well, anything that is sort of fantasy-y or sci-fi. I had fun creating my latest piece titled "Away". All of the following paintings shown are watercolor combined with india ink and pastel and were just added to my online gallery...
6 7/8" x 9 7/8"
OK, I'm outta here. You guys have a great evening.
xoxo,
C
(Sally, if your serving coffee)
"What I tell you in darkness, that speak ye in light: and what ye hear in the ear, that preach ye upon the housetops." Matthew 10:27
Have you wondered why God doesn’t immediately take everyone who has accepted Jesus as Lord up to heaven? He leaves us here because we have a purpose and a calling as Christians here on the earth. We have been personally selected by God to be left here as a minority. The world has approximately six billion people and God has personally chosen a select group of people in whom He places His Spirit to serve as the source of light.
When I consider myself in this way it turns upside down my goals and earthy ambitions. I’m not sure why God would choose such a weak and broken vessel as me for such an important purpose. Nevertheless I am convinced by His grace and favor upon me that His purpose and presence in my life are as real as the air that I breathe.
Father God, please do not let me squander or overlook your passion and purpose for me while I tarry in this world. May I fear you and obediently submit to your call so that all may know that You alone are God, and that Jesus Christ is Your Son and Lord of all.
This painting was inspired by the moving devotions penned and published by Oswald Chambers in the early 1900’s. His powerful book, My Utmost for His Highest, continues to touch my life and draw me closer to Jesus. I hope that this art and verse do the same for you!
Read the devotional from My Utmost For His Highest that inspired this work.
The Discipline of Heeding. VerseVisions® Art; Matthew 10:27. Mark Lawrence, 2008. Digital mixed media on canvas, 60 x 60 inches. Copyright ©2008 by Mark Lawrence. All Rights Reserved.
Large format, Christian contemporary paintings by artist Mark Lawrence of Alpharetta, Georgia.
Giclee Fine Art Prints of this VerseVisions® work are available in the VerseVisions.com Gallery.
The Sound of Music came to my mind as I was wrapping up the sold paintings today in brown paper and twine. My friend gave me the idea to go with a simple wrapping for clients who are in town. My house is finally in some sort of order as the post-show work is nearly finished.
After I sell a painting, the next day I drop it off at the photographer's for future purposes, such as prints, then I pick them up in a few days. After they get home, the paintings are taped down carefully with acid-free artist's tape to an acid-free foam core board. Then a layer of glycine paper is taped over the painting to protect it. Then another foam core board over that. It is taped together like a sandwhich. It must be stored face up, or standing, but not face down. Pastels are touchy. But well worth the care! Next, I wrap them up with a little card and some good instructions on the care-taking of pastels.Then I either ship the work or deliver by hand if it is in town. When I ship, I become extremely paranoid. Who knows what could happen? For that reason, I've been guilty of over-wrapping. Oh, well. ;-) At least I've managed to avoid this very heavy monsoon without soaking my works. Ha! Now I am moving along to some more painting....
I've felt very, very relaxed in my tiny studio the last two days and lately it feels like I have a million ideas, but no pressure to do any one thing. So, as it happens, I just fill my paper with color and see where it takes me... I've not been working off sketches this week, so it's interesting what transpires. I suppose it is like driving down a road you've never taken, just for the heck of seeing where it will lead. Kind of like that.
"Bring forth", 14" x 19", watercolor combined with ink and pastel:
"Travel to a nature place", 7" x 10", watercolor combined with ink and pastel:
Pour un artiste d'une telle renomée, c'etait une vraie bonne surprise de pouvoir assister à une exposition de son travail...
Démarche qui a d'ailleurs généré toute une vague de création artistique au japon, et notamment le travail de YOSHITOMO NARA, qui lui aussi s'inspire de cette démarche. J'apprécie presque plus le travail de Nara que celui de Murakami, ayant une approche plus graphique et un univers plus personnel, bref, si vous vous voulez en savoir plus sur Murakami, jetez aussi un oeil au travail de Yoshitomo Nara.
Mais donc qu'est-ce que ce Superflat alors ?
Pour faire simple, il s'agit de suggerer, car il ne s'agit pas d'une denonciation bête et simple, une suggestion donc, l'attitude extremement infantilisée et surconsumeriste de la société japonaise, qui à force de se nourrir de produit et de signes, se vide de sa substance et perd toute consistance...elle devient super plate...
C'est sur, pour n'importe quel otaku, quelques objets Murakami donnet une touche "arty", "trendy" à sa collection. Mais perso, quand on connais le vrai propos de l'artiste (en espérant que ce ne soit pas du flan markéting), je ne dormirai pas la nuit avec ça chez moi !!!!
Je regrette simplement que l'expo ne soit en fut qu'un "coup de projecteur sur..." étant donné le petit volume d'oeuvre exposé, mais bon, ne boudons pas notre plaisir, Takeshi Murakami a du talent, c'est sur, et encore plus de talent pour être malsain, j'adore...
a+. Sohei.
I am sort of finally recovering from my art show which was on Friday at Holland Studio. It was a SMASHING GOOD TIME! Oh, sorry. Getting a bit excited here. So, here's the play-by-play... 4:50 rolled around and my stomach had a million butterflies or felt like I might hurl. I still wasn't ready to open the doors. I had to make sure all the last minute pieces were on display and the goodies, wine, register was set. Then the art contracts. The chairs. There are all these little details for getting a show together, details which I've really never read about, but had a great experience learning. I showed 20 pieces (all but four were for sale), and one of those was a work in progress. I was still nervous 10 minutes later. Really nervous. It's not like I was so concerned with what people might say about my art, honestly. The thing that was getting to me was the idea of being **the center of attention**. I'm not used to that. I live in mommy-land 24/7 and for you mommies out there, you know that even when you meet new folks, the attention is on the little ones, because they are so darn cute and that is just how it goes, the life with kids. And actually I'm pretty comfortable being this kind of backstage person. Anyway... then a flower delivery gentleman knocked on the door and when I opened it, there was the most lovely bouquet of white roses and stargazer lilies sent to me by my father, which made me smile and almost cry. I did cry a tear actually, then squeezed back the rest. I turned on the IPod. Nina Simone was crooning. After that I got the guts to just open the darn door and let people in.
The art show was attended by lots of my family and friends, then a whole mass of people I've never seen, which I suppose is the point, right? There were a LOT of people. What finally melted my anxiety was when people started approaching me and shaking my hand, and even hugging me. Complete strangers hugging me is a new one, but it made me feel kind of giddy. It's a surreal sensation to see my paintings put on display, paintings which for me are very personal and have an enormous amount of love and experience and story in them. They are about me, about my boys, about my love for my husband, about my angst between spirituality and existentialism... about love. Tho I've posted them here, it's just different having them physically out there with physical bodies in front of them. The most simple, almost silly thing occurred to me... this is what these paintings are for. These were made for people to stand in front of and gaze into them and find the story, theirs and mine, within the characters and abstractions. But somehow I never really completed that thought or realized the obvious conclusion because all along, I painted for the thrill and enjoyment and experience of it all by myself, and it's just me here in my house with my little family. People were so complimentary and kind and full of life as they approached the paintings and me. I am still reeling a bit. I am humbled actually. I am very, very thankful for my darling and close friend, Molly Holland, who pushed me out onstage and told me I was ready to show. She is an enormous talent, but also has an enormous heart. It was her studio that was lent for the evening. The wonder of seeing others see what I painted was compounded by people talking with me and sharing a lot of love back. I did sell much of my show and that was a shock as well. A good one, of course! The night ended almost too soon because I was having such a fabulous time meeting new people and seeing all my buddies come out of the woodworks. All the wine was gone and the oatmeal-butterscotch cookies eaten. The crowd died and I was left alone with the music. So I shut the door and smiled. And twirled around a couple of times. I could seriously get addicted to this.
That's pretty much it.
