I started this painting on a day I felt particularly rejected as a mother. For as high as my pride and love goes up, it can also come down and make me feel defeated, and really at odds with my little people. The steadfastness of motherly love never changes, but the everyday dance of expectation, joy, pride, connection, and basic “am I doing this right?” sensation is there.
I am going to be hosting two zoom meeting times where I’ll show you around my studio, what I’m working on, and answer questions like “but maëry, what is it?”. I have a selection of works available at 20% off until the end of the month, tax included and free local pickup/delivery and free shipping. I hope you can join me on one or both. Just be sure to register ahead of time.
I chose to include a wide spectrum of color undulating from cool to warm so as to cover all of the possibilities in life. I also had a wide range of hues for the same reason. The whole idea of this illustrating a person’s source of intent made it feel even more important to not leave any hue out of the mix, and also to honor that sometimes life can be golden and uplifting and full of good times and sometimes we can get caught in the shadows, or we could encounter struggles.
Usually we feel like logic is at the center of our understanding. We strive and hide, pull away and lurch forward. Logic is there as an undeniable magnet. A dotted line to follow. A backbone to all our mushiness. Sometimes the distortion is so loud, that we lose sight of the dotted line, and the super fast blurry glitch makes us see something else.