Wednesday, January 30, 2013

The Reed Bed

The Reed Bed
Copyright 2013 Addie Hirschten
Oil on Canvas
16" x 20"

Since I was cut from the reed bed I have made this crying sound.
Anyone separated from someone he loves understands what I say:
Anyone pulled from a source longs to go back.

Rumi would say to stop searching outside myself, I know, I know...
my source is always there but I am human and I ache for this union with the divine lover that can pull me back to the reed bed. I ache to lie there. The warm water and my lover surrounding me as I surrounding him.

I could not exist, could not exist at all, unless you were in me.
-Saint Augustine

Monday, January 28, 2013

How the World May Be Changed

How the World May Be Changed
Copyright 2013 Addie Hirschten
Oil on Canvas
9" x 12"
Original available on Etsy
Had you been there tonight
You might know how it feels
To be struck to the bone
In a moment of breathless delight.
Had you been there tonight
You might also have known
How the world may be changed
In just one burst of light.
And what was right seems wrong
And what was wrong seems right
-Herbert Kretzmer, Les Miserables

Friday, January 25, 2013

Friday Feature: Matisse

Christmas Eve 1952 by Matisse

Everyone is all aflutter here in Indianapolis due to the fact that our art museum, the Indianapolis Museum of Art, is going to host an exhibit of Matisse's works this coming fall!  We are going to have color and a splash of Fauvism. I am so stoked.

The Fall of Icarus by Matisse

In 1941 Matisse went through a surgery due to cancer.  After that he was confined to a wheelchair.  While this might have pushed him into a depressive funk instead he experienced a renewed vigor, "une seconde vie" a second life as he put it.  During that time he produced a new body of work made of paper cut outs.  This was the ultimate lemonade out of lemons situation.

Madame de Pompadour by Matisse

There are always flowers for those who want to see them.
-Henri Matisse

The Dance by Matisse

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Lovely Patrons and Frames

Bounty of Roses
Copyright 2012 Addie Hirschten
Acrylic on Paper
8 1/2" x 12"
Sold from Etsy

A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.
-Benjamin Franklin 

I am so blessed to have such wonderful patrons to support my art.  This one recently sold from my Etsy store.  Once it arrived and was framed, the buyer updated me with this picture in its new home:

"Bounty of Roses" Painting in its new home!
It is so comforting to know that my babies have found good homes.
Many, many thanks!

Monday, January 21, 2013

Making the Dream Reality

Making the Dream Reality
Copyright 2013 Addie Hirschten
Oil on Canvas
16" x 20"
Original Available on Etsy

Everybody can be great...because anybody can serve. You don't have to have a college degree to serve. You don't have to make your subject and verb agree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace. A soul generated by love.
-Martin Luther King, Jr.
Below is a link to a lecture I recently gave on finding the universal in folklore...
how our we are united by our commonalities.

Friday, January 18, 2013

Friday Feature: Michelangelo

Pieta Sculpture by Michelangelo
There are two interesting elements to the life and works of the artist Michelangelo that fascinate me. The first being how he identified himself as a sculptor and didn't care for painting yet he produced amazingly dynamic frescos.  The most famous of which is his work on the Sistine Chapel in the Vatican.
The Creation of Adam by Michelangelo
Note how sculptural Michelangelo's depictions of the human form are in the painting above.  The lesson I take away from this is how craftsmanship in any format can aid in the development of another.
And then there are the issues of loincloths...
Shortly after the Sistine Chapel was finished it was decided by the powers that be to have another artist paint loincloths over the genitals of the bodies of the ceiling frescos.  This action was influenced by the conservative movement of the Counter Reformation.  What irks me as always about such censorship is the idea that our bodies are crass.  I perceive sexuality as a divine energy responsible for our own creation, something to be celebrated with sacred reverence.  The paintings were recently restored to their original state of nude glory.  Rock on.

I feel as lit by fire a cold countenance
That burns me from afar and keeps itself ice-chill;
A strength I feel two shapely arms to fill
Which without motion moves balance.

The flesh now earth, and here my bones,
Bereft of handsome eyes, and air,
Still loyal are to him I joyed in bed,
Who I embraced, in whom my soul now lives
-Michelangelo's love poems to Tommaso dei Cavalieri

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

One Bridge... Many Paintings

Illinois Street Bridge
Copyright 2012 Addie Hirschten

Depicted above is the first painting I created of one of the bridges crossing the Broad Ripple Canal in Indianapolis over a year ago. Since then I have settled on one spot looking east toward the Illinois Street bridge.
Like an old friend or a bad penny I always come back to that spot. It is just a spot like any other but I love it. Just like lovers I can't help but have favorites. Maybe it is hierarchical but this spot...
this is it.

Double Arch Painting
Copyright 2011 Addie Hirschten

Hear my soul speak. Of the very instant that I saw you, Did my heart fly at your service.
-Shakespeare, The Tempest

Autumn Day by the Bridge
Copyright 2011 Addie Hirschten

Winter Morning
Copyright 2013 Addie Hirschten
Prints available on Fine Art America

Bridge Over the Canal
Copyright 2012 Addie Hirschten
Prints available on Fine Art America

Monday, January 14, 2013

Winter Morning

Winter Morning on the Canal
Copyright 2012 Addie Hirschten
Oil on Canvas
16" x 20"
Prints available on Fine Art America
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
-John Steinbeck

Friday, January 11, 2013

Friday Feature: Karl Albert Buehr

Young Woman with Parasol by Buehr

Women and light... this is the glory of the German born Chicago artist, Karl Albert Buehr.  

In silence we must wrap much of our life, because it is too fine for speech.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Lady with Yellow Shawl by Buehr

Strolling Figures in Landscape by Buehr

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Portrait of Womanhood Reception

Morning Light
Copyright 2012 Addie Hirschten
Oil on Canvas
16" x 20"
Prints available on Fine Art America
This Friday January 11th 2013 from 5-8pm there will be an opening reception for the exhibit "Portrait of Womanhood" at the Indiana Interchurch Center of Indianapolis.  This painting "Morning Light" will be included in the show along with a wide variety of other pieces by different women artists.  It is a self-portrait including my daughter when she was just a few days old. 

I hope to see you there!

Do you not know that I am a woman?  When I think, I must speak.

Monday, January 7, 2013

Kindling Fire

Kindling Fire
Copyright 2013 Addie Hirschten
Oil on Canvas
16" x 20"
Prints available on Fine Art America

As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.

(Funny- coming from a man of words is it not?  Then again it can be frustrating to try to communicate all that we feel with only words or paint or any other artform.)

Friday, January 4, 2013

Friday Feature: John William Waterhouse

The Siren by Waterhouse

Heavy with symbolism and classic mythological stories John William Waterhouse's paintings have a refined elegance.  What I like best about them is that they convey a lot of emotion despite the fact that they aren't "expressive" in the splashy color manner of the later symbolist movement paintings. In this next painting he illustrated Tennyson's poem "The Lady of Shalott"...
I'm Half Sick with Shadows by Waterhouse

But in her web she still delights
To weave the mirror's magic sights,
For often thro' the silent nights
A funeral, with plumes and lights
And music, went to Camelot:
Or when the moon was overhead,
Came two young lovers lately wed;
"I am half-sick of shadows," said The Lady of Shalott.
-Lord Alfred Tennyson
Echo and Narcissus by Waterhouse
To be half sick with shadows is to be tired of dreaming of living.  When you reach the point where reality must be pushed to fulfill the delights of your imagination.  Yet for today I am content to live vicariously through these myths and legends.  Tomorrow I will take action.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Reaching into the Water

Reaching into the Water
Copyright 2013 Addie Hirschten
Oil on Canvas
9" x 12"
Original Painting available on Etsy

Any soul that drank the nectar of your passion was lifted.
From the water of life he is in a state of elation.
Death came, smelled, me and sensed your fragrance instead.
From then on, death lost all hope of me.

In the waters of purity, I melted like salt
neither blasphemy, nor faith, nor conviction, nor doubt remained.

And if you become an ocean, I'll drink all your water.