Painting is not just putting wet color on paper. Painting is not just expressing yourself. Painting is music without words or sound. Each pitch possesses a color that rumbles and affects other. Major and minor chords can also be used in conjunction with each other like colors mixing, blending together. Just as the musician measures the intervals of the voices heard by the ear, the painter measures the distance of things as they get dull from the eye. The harmonic proportions of music were thus the same as the proportions of perspective in painting. Through tunes, I’ll paint a picture, each time different, each time unique. The central pink circle, surrounded by a red rings, then a concentric band of black, then deep blue, and then a final band of gray with a blurry, irregular edges, is like a single brass note vibrating outward until the sound begins to fade.
Sometimes I get this endless niggling feeling from the top of my head. It starts with an idea, blooming color, playing random thoughts in my head. After a while lines connect dots and form a whole new picture. I want to take my insides and turn them out, but I don’t know how. Ideas crawl under my skin, begging me let them out. I sometimes write them, sing them, paint them, draw them, type them, and I get high off of them when they are at a high point. But they never go away. Tingling music plays in my mind. It’s the chance of a lifetime to put it all on paper. But every time at the right time I come to my senses and my feet feel the ground again. A bad AC compressor is crying; the warm air coming out of the CPU tastes a little bitter with a hint of dust. Cheap candles from the dollar store fill the air, and I look up and see my dream flying away again.
An artist painting portraits on a busy street corner spills color on an almost finished portrait of tall, exotic woman with hair like gold, eyes like sapphires, and red wine smiling lips. Perhaps, he spills the color because he is frustrated by a careless mistake he keeps making because he is paying more attention to her then painting. Perhaps, he cannot focus because of all the noise due to taxi, buses and truck zooming by. Or perhaps, he does not like the way the portrait had turned out. Because he has spilled the color on the portrait and the portrait is ruined, he can react in different ways. He becomes angry because all of this time is wasted. Perhaps, he is going to start over and make a new one. Or he may try to fix the portrait by coloring over it to make it look like accident didn’t happen.
I often found myself wondering, what is creativity? The more I thought, the more I began to think that creativity is many things. When I think of creativity, I think of authors, artists, actors, singers, philosophers, thinkers, architects, performers, etc. Creativity is new ideas, artworks of many different forms; it is thinking of old ideas in a new way. Creativity is inspiration, and inspiration is everywhere. You will see my creativity in my art.
Remember every fantasy dream that you want to tell to your friend but, you can’t because you can’t find any words to express it the way you want? Well, being a painter is one way to solve that problem. Painters don’t use words to express themselves but use brushes and color. I can express those feelings that people may not know about me. As a creative painter, I can say so much that words cannot describe.
As I was wandering through the art exhibition in India and looking through a gallery. I came across this very beautiful painting. So I looked underneath the painting to see who the painter was. It turns out to be 6 year old girl name Arushi Bhatnagar, who holds a Guinness Book of World Record, record for the “World’s Youngest Professional Artist”, making her first solo exhibition at the age of 11 months and sell her first art work through it. At age seven, she had made more than 3000 paintings and started doing this magic at the very young age of four months.
Her first exhibition displayed her 52 works of art and had a tremendous response from the visitors. While I come to end of the exhibit she gave her first public appearance and live demo in this exhibition before a live audience of about 70 people and the world known media Zee TV, which was telecast world over and then by other news channels like Start News and Sahara TV.
Painting is not just putting wet color on paper. Painting is not just expressing yourself. Painting is music without words or sound. Each pitch possesses a color that rumbles and affects other. Major and minor chords can also be used in conjunction with each other like colors mixing, blending together. Just as the musician measures the intervals of the voices heard by the ear, the painter measures the distance of things as they get dull from the eye. The harmonic proportions of music were thus the same as the proportions of perspective in painting. Through tunes, I’ll paint a picture, each time different, each time unique. The central pink circle, surrounded by a red rings, then a concentric band of black, then deep blue, and then a final band of gray with a blurry, irregular edges, is like a single brass note vibrating outward until the sound begins to fade.
