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Prussian Blue and the Art of Being Impulsive

“Frozen Zoo” by Michele Bledsoe

 

I have a very distinct palette…

a range of colors that I use

every time I paint.

Raw umber

Chromium Oxide Green

Cobalt Blue

Turner’s Yellow

Red Oxide

Raw Sienna..

to name a few.

I know these colors intimately;

How they react to each other..

all their moods

and subtleties..

I know them like I know

the landscape of my own heart.

 

But, when I started work on my painting Frozen Zoo

I did something outrageously impulsive

and decided to use a new color.

Not just a little taste of it..

not just dipping my toe in the water..

Instead, I stared at that strange tube of paint in front of me

and decided to cover a huge portion of my canvas with it.

 

That was my introduction to Prussian Blue.

A tremendous leap of artistic faith..

it was an epic struggle

to incorporate this alien color into my familiar palette.

It did weird things

when I mixed it with raw umber.

Is that a hint of green I see?

Yellow?

I never realized that blue could be so warm.

Flailing about and lost in unfamiliar territory

I refused to back down.

 

By the time the painting was completed

Prussian Blue was like an old friend..

battle tested and true,

it is a welcome addition

to my comfortable palette.

 

There is no place for cowardice in art.

 

 

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Beef Wellington and the Universal Experience of Art

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Classical Guitar and the Art of Impossible Pursuits

metamorphosis

“Metamorphosis” by Michele Bledsoe

I am a self-taught artist.

I am also a self-taught, occasional guitarist.

I like to pick out difficult pieces of music and teach myself to play them on the guitar.

Maybe that’s a strange hobby for someone who can’t read music and never had a lesson..

but I believe that determination and dedication can overcome any obstacle.

When I first attempted to learn “Classical Gas”

it seemed utterly impossible.

I could barely get my fingers to reach where they needed to go.

Slowly and clumsily

I fought through my frustration

one agonizing note at a time.

It was very difficult

and it sounded awful

but, I refused to give up.

It took me four years to learn “Classical Gas”

and every time I play that beautiful, complicated piece of music on my guitar

I am reminded that you can accomplish anything..

if you are willing to do what it takes to get there.

Sometimes it takes years.

Sometimes it takes a lifetime.

It’s worth it.

Life is a marathon, not a sprint.