My best friend started growing a flower for me while I was in hospital.
When I came home it bloomed. I decided to paint it.
When you wonder about your dream home, you try to imagine how it would look like. What the interior will be and kitchen is important part of it. Kitchen is like a heart of every house. And traditionally it lead to perfect house wife too – what ever it means for each of us.
I am married for two months now. Usually I paint in my kitchen in weekends mornings while house is lazy as sleeping bodies in there. Children not running to school (or home works while schools are closed do to pandemic). My new husband who wake up tired after creative night in his music studio is sleeping or sleepy walking around home in underwear. In my mind I gently cuddle them all and smiling about my old struggles to be a perfect wife or mum.
For now I think that beauty is in imperfection and freedom as part of happiness is there too. But now I paint puzzle piece of perfect house wife kitchen wall to get that feeling from old childhood dreams of “my dream home” with love to my self not struggles to reach something imaginary perfect.
have you ever asked your self – why all beauty stays on the palette? I used “leftovers” to paint small 15×15 cm paintings. It’s like a dot at the end of theme for me.
But after all each of them have their own story. And they become valuable by themselves.
Dose the size matters when it become to good painting?
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Wawiriya Burton is an Australian Aboriginal artist known for her acrylic paintings. Burton belongs to the Pitjantjatjara, an Aboringinal people of the Central Australian desert near Uluru.She was born in outback central Australia sometime during the 1920s, and grew up living a traditional, nomadic way of life. She originally specialized in baskets and punu (wood […]Sunday Evening Art Gallery — Wawiriya Burton — Humoring the Goddess
Then I was 12 years old I carefully read all Australian magazines wich my mothers aunt send me from Australia. I dream about this far away land, wich here in Latvia seems imaginary. My ayes catch up people in black and white photos, their faces looks different then I used to… So authentic, wild and peaceful at the same time. Like they can hear through skin and know everything, like they could become animals and birds if they only want to. In those days in my 12 there was no google or Wikipedia in my attic room, only books and journals. I already read everything I found about African tribes. People in those photos caring all the worlds pride and pain. Australian aborigines was different for me. They wasn’t even connected with world as I know it. I ask my relatives to send me more about them, but they never do. While I painting “Nature prints” I suddenly remember all of this. I looking for right keys in my life, I left my job (again and I hope this time I will be wiser) and begin new way to my dreams. again… again.. and again… Maybe now I will be more strong to say “no” at others good advaises and sey “yes” to my self. I wonder that people who know how to become a birds and how to create lake in the middle of desert don’t have such a problems…
The full meaning of Wawiriyas Burtons artworks can only be understood or deciphered by people who have been initiated. – I took this colours and love of being like a compass and hope for initiation.
Thank you “humoring the goddess” for introduction.