Why I Paint
by Tabby Ivy
“Maybe the desire to make something beautiful
is the piece of God that is inside each of us.” —Mary Oliver
So, why do I paint? (And why did I only start painting at the age of 52?) (In no particular order) To give voice to that 15 y/o who lost her dad To give voice to that 17 y/o oh so young Mom Because I have 75 years under my belt and I have something to say To feel To depict my place in the world To try, and fail and learn from it To get myself out of the way and see what breaks through the barriers of consciousness and critical thinking To embrace spontaneity, chance and serendipity To share feelings never expressed or suppressed To escape the mundane demands of daily life Because I have more to give To see what is possible To be amazed To share that which only I can offer To feel alive To dig deep into places within that have been hidden/protected/avoided/forgotten/buried/ignored/left behind/missed/loved/hated/feared To create To give what only I can give and say what only I can say To be bold To be fearless To be vulnerable To be generous To experiment To convey not depict Per art critic Jerry Saltz - “you draw/paint to see what you think.” I paint to see what I think. I like that. Because only I can make this To say what I want to say To get out of my own way To be unfiltered/spontaneous/intuitive Because every moment in life has led to this one brushstroke. And in the blink of an eye it will be gone and another manifested…and then gone…and then another. It’s magical! Because it's a safe place for feeling To be seen - to expose that part of me that has been held close To get to know myself To evoke something in another person that allows them to see/feel or connect with something within or of themselves To be curious To ask, “what if?” and see what happens To convey my experience of a place/landscape/moment To see what is possible To push myself To get out of my comfort zone To challenge myself To take a chance and see what happens To question even when there are no answers To feel the joy and wonder of the mysterious So, why do I paint? Well, why not?
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Tabby Ivy is a painter living in Bigfork, Montana. Painting came late in her life. Her studio is a converted golf cart garage which is a sanctuary for working and reading her extensive collection of art books. Learn more at http://tabbyivy.com/
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This was perfect. I was especially moved by the paragraph that began "Because every moment in life has led to this one brushstroke." And then it's gone and another follows. Each word, each poem, each experience revealed grows inside the artist/writer and yearns to be shared. Lovely, Tabby, absolutely straight into the sternum!
Too true, a magnificent journey. And when a group of people respond to a prompt and come up with totally different works, it's especially so.