“The act of painting is a spiritual covenant between the maker and the higher powers.
The intent of the artist flows through the work of art no matter what the technique or
style.” From Art and Soul
I think for most artists, the practise of making art is like a religion. We have our rituals.
We have rules for a specfic piece called limitations. There is a dialogue between the ourselves
and work. When we listen, when we yield to the direction of the work, that is when the
Easter 2019 a beautiful day.
Baha’i TempleThe Baha’i Temple in Wilmette Illinois is an extraordinary piece of architecture.
One ascends many stairs to enter the Temple each one affording the opportunity to circumnavigate the building.
Peer down at well ordered gardens and view The Lake. Thats how we natives refer to Lake Michigan.
One enters a zone of strong spiritual peace, a sense that all is right with the world despite appearances.
I loved this place as a child. There are seven in the world and we have one, no one else in the US.
A fact that made me feel lucky and proud. Now I live a 15 minute drive from the Baha’i.
I visit often these days to celebrate, to sit in the visitors center to write. I seem to need its beauty igniting my eye.
I value that zone of peace more and more. It restores me.
Great architectural detail. Zoom for full effect
#beauty #inspiring architecture
At the art supply store one day, a block of watercolors caugh my eye. Never heard of
this strange Italian company. Intrigued, I bought the 6″ x 6″ block. Playfully I began to explore this new paper.
One block led to another and another and another despite the disappearance of the strange Italian watercolor block.
Its still fun. Its sill lighthearted. Sometimes I think I created wallpaper.
Most often its an exploration of mystery, what will come forth from my initial statement.
Working on a block is a lot like keeping a journal. Because they are glued at on end, you can flip through the paintings and almost
read a story. A story I can never quite put into words.
So in the same lighthearted spirit that began these watercolors, I offer them to you on Instagram: soulimagesbyariannalin
Hamlin St. No. 6
8″ x 10″ Prints begin at $25.00
For all of you not going back to school I thought you deserved a bonus.
It takes courage to make art. It takes courage to buy art.
You probably have no trouble buying music you like, but art, not so confident.
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The Summer issue of ArtNews is all about art crimes. One article read like an episode of “Law and Order” in any of its many permutations. It told the story of a couple, the De Soles, who paid $8.3 million to the Knoedler & Co. gallery for a fake Rothko. Knoedler & Co., a famous New York City gallery began selling European Masters to self made captains of industry know as robber barons in 1846. The gallery had a stellar reputation until the fraudulent sales forced them to close their doors. The article spends outlines the history of Knoedler, how Ann Freedman rose from receptionist at a rival gallery to president then gallery director.
The couple being experienced collectors and patrons of the arts. They dealt with the president of the gallery who said the work came from a very private Swiss family. She never produced a letter of provenance. Instead this story of the explained its absence. For those who don’t know, a letter of provenance chronicles the owners, date of sale and purchase price of a work of art, not unlike a family tree.
The painting and 40 other expertly crafted counterfeits over a 14 year period came to Freedman through a woman named Glafira Rosales. If the De Soles hadn’t gone to court, the details of this counterfeit ring might never have come to light or how easily even experienced collectors can be duped.
As the article progressed, I would see Sgt. Munch in all his intellectual cynicism, interrogating the players. Finally putting the dealer in cuffs. ArtNews went on to detail the events of the trial including lawyerly dramatics and strategies from both sides. Although I did not imagine Alexander Cabot nailing the culprits, I was horrified at the ease with which art world luminaries were used to bolster bogus claims. About this time in the saga, I thought to myself tis is a great argument for buying art directly from living artists. Living artists who provide a letter of provenance and your name heads the list.
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I am so pleased this drawing was selected to be the cover of The Journey Magazine, a metaphysical publication out of Cleveland.
Executed on an intriguing paper I found at the Duck Store in Eugene OR. It is highly textured in a way I had never seen before. I wondered how to use the paper. Four drawings were produced. I will be posting them on social media in the next few days. I really don’t want to sell them yet.
Many thanks to the folks at Journey.