artist - amy j greving
Remember it is me and I'm allowed a few spelling, punctuation and sentence structure errors now and then.
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Photography: A little lesson on catching a passing storm.
Last Tuesday was a cold dark cloudy day. We here in Michigan have had such a beautiful spring, that to experience a dark cold day was not easy for me.
It does seem the minute you complain about those little things that you just don't like, something good happens to turn your mood around. It happened here! The nasty weather with these dark clouds moved out just in time for a great sunset.
You just have to keep looking for those little surprises.
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.