The Pink Bag --Dior Ads keep coming! Pencil and Watercolor

I have been really cranking at my art.  Fashion Ads have been my inspiration of late.  Well, it kind of makes sense as I am an alum of Fashion Institute of Technology (Marketing) and was taught to look at the big ads in the New York Times, Wall Street Journal and W Magazine to get a sense of what's hot.  The last two weeks nothing really struck me.  The Michelle Williams Red Louis Vitton Bag ad was so perfect that nothing compared. 

There have been other dynamic and striking ads from Chanel with those crazy sock shoes, which I kind of love!

But this ad, with Jennifer Lawrence with a balletslipper pink bag that brings out the pink in her skin caught my attention.  It's the opposite of the Red Bag. Softness and light, but intense.  Vulnerability  in her near nakedness, yet fierceness in her short spiky hair and her near nakedness make it a softly bold statement.

Having fun with art.  It's been a stress reliever of late.  You can't suppress emotions; they need to come out. Out they come with art!

Gravity was a big Lead Balloon!

Jet packing around like Jimmy Neutron, spinning and tumbling and latching onto Space Station bars and handles like it's Monkey Bars on a playground made the whole movie seem  so, well, ridiculous. Sandra Bullock's character should have barfed, blacked out, and totally freak out ten times over.  George Clooney's character was just that, a character who told stories and was there solely to keep Sandra calm until he gives up and drifts away in space way too early in the movie. 

He let's go.  I kept wondering, where is the story? When is the story going to kick in?  When is this going to stop feeling like the most improbable situation ever?  She is going to jump in one pod and jet over to another space station, damaged by more space junk.  No problem.  It's like hopping in a car and driving to one exit to the next. I am sorry. But this movie was so stupid.

I didn't buy into it for one second.  I'm stunned that it won any awards.

Uch.  So disappointed. 

Next choice, Philomena.  I really wanted to see this movie, but family voted for Gravity.

Philomena tonight. I love Judi Dench, and have a feeling I'll be a Steve Coogan fan soon enough.

Innocence of Ballet Lesson Been on an Art Rant...spewing out creations

Inspired by the Russian Sochi Olympics and seeing the gorgeous Bolshoi Ballet clips inspired my little abstract painting, I'm calling Ballet Beauties.

 It needs work, and perspective is way off, but the mood is dark and light.  Dark wood, dark historic building contrasting with lightness and imperfections of youth and light streaming in from the windows as evening falls. 

I remember taking ballet classes and they were in the evenings.  I would walk there as it was taught by a former Rockette who lived on street away and two houses down from my friend's house.  It was always evening, light enough for me to walk there safely, but as the lesson progressed, night fell giving the ballet lesson an odd eery feeling.  The dance room was bright with one wall completely mirrored so we can see our young pre-pubescent bodies attempting to imitate the teacher.  I had flat feet and had no business learning ballet, no arch is a big no-no in ballet.  The teacher was tall, hair in a yellow tinged bun, penciled eye brows, painted pink lips, smelling of cigarette smoke.  She was a mysterious character and never got personal in conversation.  It was half ballet and half tap dancing.  I, of course, loved the tap dancing but it was way harder than I thought it would be. I would get upset with my self when my left foot couldn't do the double slap like my right foot could.  Huh.
Memories of pre-teen years.
It was kind of cool, thrilling, creepy and fun to take ballet and tap lessons from a former Rockette and going home in the dark after.

Universal Language of Happiness

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y6Sxv-sUYtM

"Happy" by Pharrell Williams is pure bliss...."Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof...Clap along if you feel happiness is the truth."

Listening to this song and even watching the video just makes you move and once you start moving and bobbing to the music, you can help but feel, well....HAPPY!

Then, I saw this adorable little photo quoting, "Everyone smiles in the same language."  It is a pure simple truth.  And don't we all relax upon meeting someone once the corners of their lips turn upward into a smile?  No matter who they are, where they are from, what level in society they are, once that smile has sprung - there is an instant connection of joy.

Music, smiles, photos, pictures....all connect us with emotion.  Emotions are universal, tears as well as smiles. We know what tears mean and can instantly draw someone into a hug of comfort to stem those tears.  We can also hug warmly and tightly when good news is felt in giggly happy smiles.

Connections - is my word of the day.

Hooked X = Holy Grail = Jesus' Bloodline?!

My mind is officially blown. I suppose this may not be a surprise to anyone who has watched the DaVinci Code,(I haven't), but watching many episodes of America Unearthed on the History Channel opened my eyes to mind blowing possibilities.

1. Jesus and Mary Magdelene had a CHILD
2. Knights Templar came to America before Columbus to evade persecution because they knew the truth.  See # 1
3. The Knights Templar guarded the Holy Grail, which was / is /could be #1.
4. The Free Masons were connected to The Knights Templar and an exclusive sect of the Masons guarded The Holy Grail secret, which is #1
5. Along with number 1, that Jesus and Mary had a child, the Holy Grail could be Jesus' bloodline.  Bloodline, descendants of Jesus and Mary!  The Holy Grail could be that along with  Jesus' cup from The Last Supper, gold, and other things.

Scot Wolter on America Unearthed blew my mind today with many compelling artifacts that all pointed to one symbol.

The Hooked X

This is so fascinating.  Scot Wolter thinks the top V represents the female, the bottom inverted V represents the male and the top hook?  A child.  This symbol appears all over.  In England, in Scotland, and remarkably, America.  In Rhode Island there was a giant boulder in the water near the shore that had Rune symbols on it, including the Hooked X.  It was stolen, though in 2012.  It would take an enormous planned effort to remove such a boulder without anyone noticing.  But they did it.  The question is why?  Did it give too much information?  Did too many people pay attention to it and learn too much? Did a Free Mason sect plan the removal to guard it for safekeeping????  It is all so unbelievable to me, really.  Wow.  It makes sense that the Knights Templar would escape to America by ship, as we would be where they would land if they sailed across the Atlantic.  There they could believe without judgement and safeguard their secrets with little interference from anyone. 

Scot Wolter believes they carved in the stones as a marker, a sign post for other Templars to see.  Makes sense.

 

What bothers me is how much "evidence" is out there that Jesus had a child to others, but not to us Catholics, or namely, me.  Scot Wolter speaks to scholar after scholar and discusses that Jesus had a child with the bones of that child in Jesus' tomb.  Wh...What?!  The one man mentions that Jesus's family had to prove to the government, or priests that they were just poor peasant farmers and weren't going to cause anyone any trouble. Wh...What?!  It is all so matter-of-factly mentioned.

 

 

To be honest, this led me to my own line of thinking about how Priests should be allowed to marry.  Jesus was a man and he clearly had a girlfriend or wife in Mary Magdelene.  Why would priests try to dehumanize themselves by denying a very basic human need that even Jesus himself allowed.  Why, as a religion, would we squash this?  God made him a man to live amongst as brothers, to teach to us, to guide us, ... It doesn't surprise me at all that Jesus could have gotten Mary pregnant. Why would this be hidden?  Perhaps, they weren't married?  Perhaps it would lessen his holiness, his purity???

 

 

Again, it is mind blowing to me and I want to learn more.  I am going to buy Scot Wolter's book and read more.  It is so fascinating to ponder, hypothetically or factually.

http://www.history.com/shows/america-unearthed/cast/scott-wolter

 

 

 

 



ART STRUCK on NEW YEAR'S EVE!!! The Red Bag

Inspired by a repeating New York Times Ad for a Louis Vuitton Red Bag....had to paint it.

Next pic, cleaned up her face but for some reason less sparkle on her skirt.

Now what do I do with it....continue painting...black ink...taupe brush the background?

My Resolution is to do more art, more writing, whether it is good, bad or ugly because and only because it gives me great pleasure and satisfaction to create something that makes ME happy!

So, there it is. 

I am Art Struck.

I LOVE my RED BAG! Sketch

Art Struck!

The New York Times repeats this same ad over and over again.  I don't mind because it is so striking and for whatever reason, I can relate.  It is an ad for a Louis Vuitton Red Bag with Michelle Williams in a stark black jacket, white blonde spiky hair clutching her prized possession, a lipstick Red LV oversized bag.  Her look is fierce with her flawless pale skin and bold matching red lips.

Whenever I see this ad, I pause and always say out loud how much I love this shot, this bag, the whole deal.  My husband said to me, "You should paint it."  Huh.  Yeah. I should.

So, I felt inspired.  I can't sketch or paint if my heart isn't in it, and I haven't felt moved to do so in a quite a while.  This moved me.  I found a lipstick red bag of my own, online on Black Friday.  It was my gift to me.  No. It isn't this particular bag and no. It isn't by Louis V.  It's by Nine West and I love it.  It is big, but not too much. It is the same awesome just right red color, with an interior of leopard print, which isn't usually my thing, but in this case, it works!!  I found a wallet at Target that matches perfectly.  I am in love with my pocketbook and want to clutch it, grip it like in this ad.  That's how much I love this bag.  Funny, when you find an object that you just identify with and truly love it.  It is so me, kind of feeling.  It's just a thing, but what is it about pocketbooks that make me go crazy like this?  It is kind of crazy to feel this way, but I do!

Anyway, art struck and I'm on my way to creating something cool.  I might do an Andy Warhol like look with bold color popping out...watercolor and ink?? or Arcrylic and ink??

Hmmmm.  We'll see...this is an act of love....for The Red Bag.