New to the art world, I am drawn to the emotional response created by dramatic color. I enjoy painting abstracts and representational images, that still come out looking a bit abstract, and the creative process to me is as important as the results. I have paintings hanging in clients homes in Scotland, England, Ireland, California, Colorado, Texas and Oregon…and am… Read more →
With this being, the artist, Being lights up for us most immediately and brightly. Why? Nietzsche does not explicitly say why; yet we can easily discover the reason. To be an artist is to be able to bring something forth. But to bring forth means to establish in Being something that does not yet exist. It is as though in bringing-forth we dwelled upon the coming to be of beings and could see there with utter clarity their essence.
Being an artist is a way of life.
__Heidegger’s lectures on Nietzsche (1936-40), Vol. 1
Tempting desserts always dazzle me when I enter one of the local bakeries here in Southern Oregon. These sweets are a work of art. Almost too beautiful to eat.
The setting sun reflects off the fur of the cautious deer grazing in a field. They look up as I pass, deciding if I am “friend or foe”.
The rolling hills outside of the small town of Ashland, Oregon. It is a peaceful place, filled with a special kind of beauty.
Continue reading Ashland Landscape by Susan Frank
Summer in Oregon. It is easy to find children playing in the wet sand, enjoying the bliss of a sunny day.
Continue reading Wet Sand Study by Susan Frank
It is July in Oregon and grapes are almost ready for harvest. Anticipation mounts as we wait to see how this years crop of new wines will turn out.
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This past week I have been finishing up my latest Earth Spirit Vessel, Autumn Blaze. I actually started this last fall, but was so busy this past winter and spring, that I never got it finished. So after coming back … Continue reading →
Continue reading Studio Snapshot – New Earth Spirit Vessel: Autumn Blaze
Summer days, mornings filled with wonder. Sleepy afternoons, daydreams with wings and stars that smile. I awake each day to find my art, to hold on to it and then let it go. To find myself, and then relax into being who I am. This is what I am learning.
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