artist - amy j greving
Remember it is me and I'm allowed a few spelling, punctuation and sentence structure errors now and then.
Monday, January 23, 2012
Look close...very close. You'll be both surprised and amazed at what you will find.
I have to say my early mornings are my most favorite times to be outside. It's quiet and meditative. I was just amazed early Saturday morning last week. I bundled up and walked outside waiting for the sun to peek through the trees. The soft wispy organics of this well spent ornamental grass head or the fresh fallen snow just as the sun peaks up first thing in the morning are perfect examples to show you why. The light is perfect. So much detail and color!
When I find and capture photos like these it not only inspires my art, but reminds me of how great our creation is. Do we take enough time to appreciate this beautiful world around us? Even if you can't get outside there is beauty all around you. Maybe it's someones smile, a fresh flower set on your dinner table, a warm flickering light from a fireplace, birds flying by your window. These are moments you shouldn't miss.
Yes, I'm healthy enough to get outside, climb, kneel down and even sometimes lay down to get my photos. I have done this for almost two years now and almost everyday. It's made a huge difference in my life creatively and more importantly spiritually. I know that if I didn't have the strength or health to walk and get outside, my camera would be right on my end table ready to hopefully catch something happening out my window or hopefully laughter and excitement as my friends and loved ones came in. (What would my paintings look like with that inspiration?) Hmmm.....
What inspires you? What can you do? It doesn't have to be a photo or a painting. Maybe it's just one smile a day to someone who doesn't expect it. Don't miss out!
My art often begins with a single photograph, a reflection of my eye—an eye that is deeply attracted to the texture, pattern, and shape found in nature. Whether it is the intricate pattern on the bark of a tree, the gentle curve of a woman’s breast, or the smooth, shiny shapes of pebbles along the shores of Lake Superior, I seek to display the wonder of creation in its purest form.
From a single photograph, a single vision or impression, my art charts its own course. From photograph to canvas to sculpture, my hands become dirty, my fingernails caked with the mediums of art, and my heart becomes filled with joy as each piece blossoms, quite organically, into what it was meant to be.
I hope to help those who view my art to feel connected to nature. Perhaps it is not always obvious. But, quite possibly, the viewer will see in a new way and will feel a new appreciation for the organic elements around us.