“I create because I must. It’s the joy and flow of making work that fulfills me and keeps me somewhat sane.” Wendi Schneider is no stranger to the artistic life. It’s in her blood and surrounds nearly every facet of her world. Her mother, grandmother and great-grandmother were all painters. Her education focused on painting and […]
Artist Ann Dunbar says that one of her earliest art memories was having her first painting of a horse framed and proudly hung in the kitchen by her parents. Despite the support from her family, as an adult Ann still lacked confidence as an artist and belief in herself. Though she attended art college, she’d
Tami Bensen is an intuitive artist. Working without a plan, her art is about letting go. She paints what comes to her organically, which often reflects those things found in nature. More recently, Tami has been focusing on water colors that derive from crystals. Her latest series was inspired by an eclipse of the moon and
Who am I? That’s a question every artist needs to ask themselves often. Because it’s who you are as an artist that will guide you through the ups and downs, twists and turns of this crazy path we’ve chosen. Who are you? When I asked that question of myself recently, I answered that my artwork
Was ‘creativity’ a bad word in your family when you were growing up? Or was it a badge of honor? What did you do with the knowledge, with that recognition of your true self? What did you do with your calling as a Creative Being? Did you proudly stand up and claim it? Did you
I met him as I was taking my daily stroll through the city. An artist painting the landscape. I stopped to chat, as I do, and take a few pictures of a working artist at work. He said, “I like to show my paintings to children the best, because they ask more interesting questions.” What kind
At the extraordinary James Turrell exhibition at Pace London, I felt as if I was falling back in time. I’ve shared so many conversations with Turrell over the years. It was he who first taught me how to look at his work, and spoke to me about light. It was he who introduced me to
I brought no Italian to Rome. At the Brazilian Embassy, I tell the guard that I am to see the great artist Vik Muniz. The guard speaks no English. My best mime only warrants a raised eyebrow. In desperation, I plead, “Parlez francais?” though I do not. A call is placed and I gather that
I was having was one of those days and life was bringing changes that tinted my spirits blue. I turned to the TV, hoping to escape my melancholy mood. Mary Poppins. I never watch kids’ films, but it was the only thing on, so I settled in with a sigh. I had forgotten about Mary
Launch. The very word made me queasy. What was a launch anyway? And why does everyone have one but me? “But didn’t you already launch?” ask well-meaning friends. Did I? Fate intervened, as she does, and just as I was grappling with the very concept of launches, the launch guru himself, Jeff Walker, released his