Weary of all who come with words, words but no language I make my way to the snow-covered island. The untamed has no words. The unwritten pages spread out on every side! I come upon the tracks of deer in the snow. Language but no words.
There are two things I like doing the most: travelling new places, meeting friends, and painting in my studio. Unfortunately I like painting much more. Unfortunately, as it is quite harder and sometimes people don’t get I just need that loneliness in my studio. Yet, it is right in the studio, painting, when I can travel the most beautiful landscapes across the space and time. Like painting this canvas in the yellow, red and blue: still remember getting a set of three oil crayons from Talens, as about 5 years old girl: yellow, turquoise and red. Pure happiness holding these three colors in my hand as a kid has remained in my heart till today and painting this canvas has brought back all these memories……
My landscape painting is in a way much older as my painting per se is. As strange may it sound, this seems completely logical.
I’ve started painting my landscapes
I’ve started painting my landscapes, although at the time without colors or canvases, far before I’ve decided to become a full time artist. Which I’ve discovered at the very moment I’ve painted my first landscape years ago. Painting a landscape at that time felt unusually easy for a beginner. It had been almost as a mere transfer of a picture from my subconsciousness. A memo that had been stored there times ago, on some walk or a travel. As surprised by the fact I’ve been, I’ve remembered at the same time that for me, looking at the world around me has always been a sort of a painting analysis. My travel memories lack the accuracy of a travel guide regarding the names of the places. But which I do remember are the colors. Blue color of the sky , all the colors of the houses. Tiny patches of different green colors in the park, vibrating lines of light in the turquoise water. Which is actually a really great way to start a painting from.
I usually do use photographs taken by me as an additional reference, but the picture with all the shapes and colors already exists in my memories. Which means, I am almost unable to paint after the photographs not taken by me. All I have to do is to dig into the atmosphere remembered and then, to transform it to the canvas.
Yet with this landscape
Yet with this landscape it has been a bit different. This is a painting of the place near my home, so dear to me. It is a place where we played as kids, where I walked my dog, a place of my daily walks. With brushes in my hand (yes I usually do hold more brushes in my hand while painting) and picking the colors to use I’ve felt as the painting is unwinding all by itself. The brushstrokes were coming from all the summers spent under those trees. Coming from all the memories of autumn colors at the top of the hill, reviving all the forgotten shades of beautiful Octobers forgotten long ago…. By the time I’ve finished this Landscape I knew it is just as it has to be….
Open edition art prints are NOW available at my Saatchi Art ! Have a look and choose from art prints on canvas or paper. Giclée art prints on paper can even be delivered already framed. Frame options are white, black or natural wood. And which I like the best is WIEW IN MY ROOM option for the mobile phone. All you have to do: on the Tamara Jare art Saatchi page pick the artwork you like and press the button to see how my artwork looks on your gallery wall !!!!
Bloggers make the best friends, writes my dear blogging friend Michelle, author of the blog From The Pink Shed. I can only agree and invite you to try it out for yourself, too. But before you start, and for some encouragement, see what my dear blogging friend has to say. Please note, I’ve started my first blog ”My Botanical Garden”, mentioned in the text, quiet some years ago. In the meantime I’ve realised I would love to write a blog dedicated solely to contemporary art, mainly to painting and my art. So I’ve started Tamara Jare Blog on this page.
But now, please, read some lines about bloggers from Michelle’s new post and make sure to visit her blog for the complete post 😉
Michelle writes: ”I made the decision to start my blog after reading Joy Cho’s book, Blog Inc., on vacation over three years ago. One of the many things the author promised I’d discover as a blogger was a thriving, creative, supportive community. The thought of that warmed my heart.
I have been blessed to find many friends in the blogosphere.My first friend,Tamara Jare of My Botanical Garden, visited my site when it was only two days old and became one of my first subscribers and a loyal reader.
But, beyond that, we became pen pals. I’ve never met Tamara, but I’m sure I’d recognize her if she came walking into my living room right now. We’d hug and I’d ask her to sit down in my incredibly comfy velvet club chair while I poured her a glass of champagne. And, then you’d know what would happen? We’d talk for hours.”………….read more here 🙂
Thank you Michelle, I am sure one day we’ll have that glass of champagne!
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