***Dear 2012- You're going to have to bear with me, I'm just going to write. I am no longer going to spend hours thinking of what to say- when it hits me- it hits me. It will be raw & unedited but I have realized this is much better than not sharing at all.***
Today is my first day back in my studio since the new year began. Behind my closed shutters of the french doors that seclude me from the rest of Julia Street, I am an excited busy bee. The new year has always been the most important time of year for me and I could not be more happy to see that this new one has already got some major projects.
But first things first- I make a pot of tea- which is my treat to get me through the prioritized emails, papers, bills, applications and lest we forget renewal of magazine subscriptions I have to get through so I can PAINT.(more on that shortly.)
My mind drifts to briefly listen to what I learned during my annual New Year Trip to the beach. I learned mostly that everything I wished to become last year came true. The power of positive thinking does wonders for the brain and it is why I have still not let myself miss a new year of quiet time to reflect with my dear mother ocean.
The second thought I have is the resounding wisdom from my beachside yoga instructor who I adamantly visit at least once while I'm in town at The Studio in Seaside- During her class she made the simplest statement, "Give yourself room to grow."
(photo above: New Year boat ride with dear friend and fellow artist, Candace Greer)
And finally, I reread my friend Wendy Rodrigue's blog about starting the new year and reflecting on the iconic artists we lost in 2011. Two of which, Cy Twombly & Helen Frankenthaler, have influenced my work profoundly. I wrote Wendy some thoughts about their passing- how I hope a piece of that spirit finds me and that the end of their era opens the doors to a new one. My exact quote is on her blog, I cannot recall it now. Plus, I'd rather you hear it from her side of the story because she is such a wonderful writer and can make every simple story sound dreamy. Musings of an Artists Wife
So back to this pile on my desk.
I have a massive envelope I have never opened due to the chaos that was the end of last year. I thought it was an old ARTforum magazine I found on ebay. I have a bad addiction to browsing this sort of thing online and placing orders I can't hardly recall. BUT this- this was something else. At some point in the last month of her life, I apparently ordered an old catalog from Helen Frankenthaler's 1986 show at the Andre Emmerich Gallery in New York and forgot that I had done so until a moment ago. While sipping my tea this first day in my studio, I open the catalog to the photo below and there she is- the always photogenic Frankenthaler looking up at me while having coffee in her own studio. I, of course, am one of those people who can see meaning in every little thing so interpret my story on your own comfort level- but I had to share because it reminded me to believe that every big and small moment can be a part of inspiration and magic that motivates you- as long as you're heart is open to seeing it.
I hope you allow yourself fields of room to grow and fulfill all of your dreams for this year. I guess you really never know who's watching over your shoulder.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
I had another romantic day with my colors today. A thought that excites me is that when I'm working any moment could be another new breakthrough. As I let go of more work this week- (Thank You to all my WONDERFUL AMAZING CLIENTS). These pieces from my past beg me for a moment with them. As the memories of my paint consumed years distract me, I realize I don't really need to keep my old favorites anymore. I love that reminders of the old pieces pop up in new pieces. When you've painted hundreds of paintings- everything you've painted (and experienced) up to this one new blank canvas is a resevoir of inspiration that will always re-present itself to you. So in my heart, long after paintings have left the studio, I never feel like I ever lose a piece- I incorporate it differently into the next canvas. Know that your chosen collection, dear friend, will long inspire work far into the future and that is what makes every piece that leaves my studio special to me.
As I sit down with a new canvas today, I am reminded that no matter how wonderful the pieces I've made up to this moment are to me, the work of tomorrow will always be my all consuming obsession. Painters do this- we are always more interested with the new work. To me, nothing in life is more captivating than growth. Thank you all for giving me the opportunity to continue to grow so much every year. For this, I am most thankful.
If you haven't checked out some of my old favorites on sale please visit COLLECTED on my website. Happy Holidays.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
I have been thinking long and hard about this first blog entry… in fact, maybe a little too hard, I told myself I would start a blog last year at this time. Time goes by, countless adventures take place and here I am stumbling over the first few words to even say. But, after all that happened in the very quick year of 2010, I am speechless. I have nothing but gratitude for being placed in this whirlwind, unpredictable, ever growing life of an emerging artist. My biggest inspiration has been the people that surround me. I have learned over lots of trial and error that a big part of your life is who you allow to influence you. When you open your mind to that kind of universal inspiration- expect surprises on a daily basis.
This blog is dedicated to art, all forms of design, some travel, some love, lots of passion and all the people who fall under any one of these categories. To truly embrace a career you cannot ever forget the reality of hard work, dedication and focus. (…I stress that). BUT, this blog, isn’t about the sweaty stuff, it’s about the extra sweet stuff. You know “light bulb moments”- they don’t come out of thin air. They come from seeing, feeling, doing and this blog is exactly what comes before those moments. Last year I began a great journey of seeing and experiencing, it challenged my life and changed the direction of my work. This year, I have decided it is finally time to share.
So we will start here. After roaming around like a gypsy for a few months, I’ve settled, here, in a pretty studio in New Orleans. I have never been more excited to begin a NEW YEAR in a new city. So lets start simple…
Hi, I’m Mallory. I paint. I live in Nola. I love the ocean, crayons, design mags, tea parties, oysters, white walls and shiny things. This is my blog. Sit, Stay, Play. It’ll be fun.