Spring is here, even though we have not had too much rain.
 I saw some very cool wild flowers today that I had not seen before.

Or·gan·ic  (ôr-gān’ĭk)

adj.

1. Of, relating to, or derived from living organisms: organic matter.
2. Simple, healthful, and close to nature: an organic lifestyle
3. Resembling a living organism in organization or development; interconnected: society as an organic whole.
4. Constituting an integral part of a whole; fundamental.
5. Involving organisms or the products of their life processes.
   
   

         The word Organic can be applied to a variety of subjects. I’m writing about “Organic Art “, and what that means to me, as people have tagged me…"The Organic Artist".  I’ve always been more comfortable outside than in, I just prefer nature to walls. As a child my Mom had to drag me inside every night. I grew up next door to 5 boys and just up the hill from a mysterious swamp.  I know my fascination with the Earth, was born there in that magical environment.   I have very strong beliefs in helping our environment, and concerns for the future of our planet.

         When you think of the word organic, you obviously first think of the produce we buy everyday, or anything with a natural look and feel to it.  When referring to Art with the term Organic attached, we naturally will conjure up pictures in our minds of natural flowing things,  a lush landscape, a gnarled tree, maybe a flowing abstract. I first thought about the concept of “Organic Art” while walking the creek bed behind my home in Malibu, Ca.  I saw examples of "Art" here and there amidst the flowing stream, rocks, weeds, and grasses, and was intrigued by the build up of different layers that each new season brought.

        I study the intricacies in nature we come across daily. Many of them so strikingly familiar to us, their different stages as they progress thru evolution.  I’m intrigued by micro assemblages, tucked just below the surface, unusual hidden worlds that are actually complete in themselves. Macro and micro organic occurrences that are ongoing constantly, natural progressions that pertain to the passage of time. Time reveals itself through rotted wood, new growth poking up thru dead grass, strata on the side of a mountain, an explosion of color, all these things show the evolution of our Earth. They are organic markings of the passage of time. Maybe the viewer will re-live an atmospheric memory in their relationship to nature.....I aim for that familiarity.

        Art can also be deemed “Organic” by the materials an artist is using.  Organic pigments, leaves, branches, berries, stones, etc., an assemblage of natural materials, a wooden sculpture, stones stacked/placed along a river……..or even crop circles, they are all examples of what I would term a form of  "Organic Art".  For me, creating abstract art with an raw, almost telepathic sensitivity, listening to my intuition is most important. My heroes....Jasper Johns, Franz Kline, Robert Motherwell, Rauschenburg, and De Kooning for their bravery, insights, and vibrant raw emotion.

        Organic art reeks of a certain inner familiarity, something very fundamental, and essential in our lives.  My paintings convey the organic complexities that surround us, sometimes about serenity, sometimes complex layering systems of decay or destruction.  All of life responds to the primitive, tangible, evolution of our planet, some are just a little closer to the source. Organic art is rudimentary, it is essential, it’s primordial, supportive and vital. It might express itself in a piece of raku fired ceramic, a collection of twigs, or paint on a canvas, twisted, layered, textured and tortured into place. Organic art is all around us, and has always has been a part of our ever changing planet. I hope you enjoy my art, it is my joy in life to paint, and a true healing path for me.
XXX Deb

My house is a disaster and yet I sit here and create yummy goodness. Haaaaa, well I guess I really need a studio, but for some reason I like being near my crock pot of chicken verde bubbling, the sink right there to wash my brushes, I can walk the dog, take a breath, go to the fridge for a few thin slices of my beloved Thueringer salami. There's a lot to be said for painting at home, everything is right here. I guess if I were a big time painter with tons of big canvases I'd think differently, but for lil ol me and for what I do my space, my home is just right. It helps to be satisfied if you are wanting to get into the creative zone, it helps to be settled before you get into the spaceship and take off at mock ten...haaaaa

Everything works.

I do wish my supplies had more room to spread out, and I didn't have to move my pie tray of broken pastels to use the toaster...some how that craziness and chaos comes thru in my art though. What would it look like if I had little pots with pen colors separated lined up along a wall of pegboard? Notes and drawings easily accessed pinned to a board above my new white work station?

No, I don't think the chaos would come thru....I'd rather search a box of paper clippings knowing I had a pink turtle in there somewhere, and be ecstatic when I found it. Sure it takes me longer, but part of the fun is the search right...I knew it was there somewhere. When you have to search for things, you come across "other things"....and you know what "other things" do, they set your mind a swirling! Other things have a tendency to want it their way, they want to grab you, change your direction, and take you for a ride into the unknown of left field. I always jump on that train with the "other things", is that what creativity is.

Is that where creativity comes from.......an openness, a willingness, to go for a ride..... Yes, I'm thinking so.
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When I saw the horrible photos of the Tsunami, this was not the Japan I remember. I had to do this instead. To the warm, wonderful, and quirky people of Japan, may the giggles stay with you.