Archive for the ‘Pen + Ink/Watercolor’ Category

Still Life on Black and White Tablecloth

Tuesday, July 27th, 2010

Reed pen and inks on Canson Paper, 17″ x 25″, July 2010

Hydrangeas

Thursday, July 22nd, 2010

Hydrangeas, Pen& Inks on paper, 19.5″ x 26.5″, 2010

Hydrangeas, oil on board, 14″ x 18″, 2010

Gladiolas

Tuesday, July 20th, 2010

gladiolas, 2010, reed pen and ink, colored pencil, 19″ x 25″

Girl and baby, 2010

Monday, July 19th, 2010

watercolor and graphite on paper

Watercolor Studies

Tuesday, June 8th, 2010

At the table, 2010, study in watercolor


Little girl with short hair, 2010, study in watercolor

Gevurah shebe Hod

Thursday, April 29th, 2010

Tonight, Wednesday evening, April 28, we count thirty days, which is four weeks and two days of the Omer.

Day 30 – Gevurah of Hod: Discipline in Humility

Discipline in Humility……Knowing when the bill comes due and being humble enough, disciplined enough, to do what has to be done, physically, emotionally, spiritually, psychicly, psychologically.  These nudes are done on actual guest checks, which are about 3.5″ by 5.5″.  Thanks, Deb, for the guest checks!  in my days of waitressing I saw a whole lot of these little pages.  For me they represent working in humble circumstances, holding my tongue and smiling while serving others, holding humility with dignity while working to make my life.  They also represent a kind of reckoning:  What is the true price of something, some situation?   Being an artist is a daily exercise in humilty and discipline in many aspects, including figuring out how to pay the rent while making the work we are called to make from within.  I recently watched the documentary, Who Does She THink She Is? which touches on this subject and many others regarding being a female artist in the US of A today.  I highly recommend it.

Hod reminds us that we cannot control the outcome.  Gevurah is the discipline to work hard and consistently at one’s calling regardless of outcome.  Step to the easel today and work, trusting that both a living and a life can be made again today.

Malchut shebe Tiferet, Personal Dignity in Beauty

Monday, April 19th, 2010

Tonight, Monday evening, April 19, we count twenty one days, which is three weeks of the Omer.

“D.J.”, Reed Pen& ink wash on Arche paper, 22″ x 30″

Tuesday, April 13th, 2010

“D.J.”,  Reed Pen& ink wash on Arche paper, 22″ x 30″

Welcome.

This blog serves as a venue for my artworks to participate in the larger artistic, reflective process and production conversation with other art makers and lovers.

The making of art is so intensely personal and public at the same time for an alla prima,  painter of life who is as likely to be painting on the side of the road, or in someone’s house, as in my studio.  With the exception of my poetry and some mixed media works, I primarily paint in oil, and secondarily in pen and ink with some watercolor involvement.  That said, I will use whatever is at my disposal to get the (dirty) job done.

There is only one question to be answered about a painting:  Does it have inner life?  This is the question I ask myself before I take the painting off the easel, before I disengage.  My paintings are my attempts to make sense of and figure out what’s real in the world, to manipulate materials and to be brave about the way I live my life.  I started painting at the encouragement of my friend and master painter, Stella Ehrich, in the summer of 2002, at the age of 43.  That first painting of a dumpster behind Powers’ Market told me I was born for this work, that I had met my energetic match, and that I would change my whole life as a result.  I have made my artworks almost every day since.

I am married to the very sexy and smart, Jon Lev, and I am the mother of the two most amazing women on the planet:  Anna and Phoebe.  I am a lucky woman, in every single way that a human can be lucky, and I never, ever take it for granted. I owe my work ethic to my parents, my sense of bricolage to my grandmother, and my love of nature and kick-ass cowgirl attitude to my birthplace and home for fourty years, Colorado.  English is my first language, Spanish is the language of my heart, and color is my most native language.  My sisters and my friends are my confidants, support and sounding boards.  I am part of a community of artists, both living and dead,  to whom I owe my art education.

A deep impulse to learn and express my understanding of reality motivates my work and my life in all its facets.  I am not a leader, not a follower, not a policy maker or a judge….my role linguistically, educationally, artistically is–and has traditionally been– one of interpreter and translator.

I welcome your your visit to this blog and your commentary.

Paz, pan, flores y amor,

Viola Moriarty

Upcoming Exhibitions:

6 July 2010 4:00 pm Opening Reception for Anna Moriarty Lev’s Art Exhibit and the Screening of Dylan Pasture’s Palace Hotel accompanied by a short by Georgia Roxon @ Images Theater, Spring Street, Williamstown, Massachusetts

August 2010 Annual exhibit of recent works @ South Street Cafe, Bennington, Vermont

September 2010 “El idioma de mi corazon” , Coyote Flaco, Williamstown, Massachusetts

Late October-Early November 2010 “Los dias de los muertos” Images Theater, Williamstown, Massachusetts

Malchut shebe Gevurah

Monday, April 12th, 2010

Tonight we say, “This is the fourteenth day of the Omer, Malchut shebe Gevurah, Personal Dignity in Strength and Fear.”

ink wash and reed pen on arche paper

Gevurah shebe gevurah-strength and fear in strength and fear

Thursday, April 8th, 2010

Yesterday Peter and I were drawing in the studio, reflecting on his session sitting for the first refrigerator door for the Omer project.

He related that “it was an honor to sit. I was changed by that experience. Sitting changed me in that I am aware of the responsibility of observation, because I’m influencing what I’m seeing. You think you’re on the outside just observing, when, in fact, you are changing the world.”

Those words clearly express the essence of my Omer project: Sustenance in Exhile: Changing ourselves and the world through self-observation, both individual and cumulative—essentially, the power of art.

Last night I thought about his words again while I made my little micron pen and watercolor drawings on scraps of paper, aware of what I choose to observe—in the model, in the room full of comrades, in myself, and in my work.

Gevurah in Gevurah—strength and fear in strength and fear….boundaries in boundaries…..
Making decisions–ruthless decisions, gentler choices…but making decisions about where my attention is directed. Aware of the responsibility and power of seeing and being seen.

Last night began the ninth day of the omer–Gevurah in Gevurah.


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