I often wonder if we are all born with an artistic ability or do we inherit it. My father was a very practical right brainer yet he played the guitar and created the most beautiful blue crane made entirely out of foliage for one of my mothers flower shows. He is also one of the few men I have known who could knit and sew.
I do thank God for the talents He so generously gave me. I WAS BORN AN ARTIST. Art was not a thing that was discussed or encouraged in our house.
My grade one report states that I had great artistic flair and I won first prize at the Rand Easter Show for many of my paintings. I did art for matric and would have liked to go to art school but dad said, get a secretarial degree first. I'm glad I did not go to art school because I have developed my own style over the years and who knows what art school would have done to me or visa versa.
I painted for many years before I started selling work. At first I would put out all my worst paintings keeping the best for myself. That does not work so eventually I learnt that your best must be put out at all times and so I started selling.
My first medium was watercolour, which I have since discovered, is the most difficult medium to paint in. It took a long time and a lot of sweat and tears but to became an associate in the Watercolour Society.
I somehow think striving for it took away a lot of my creativity and I wonder if knowing what I know now 1 would ever go for it again. Anyway I now have the right to sign my paintings with AWSSA. Don't know if it helps but it looks official.
One day I finally knew what I had to do and began, though the voices round me kept shouting their bad advice. Though the whole house began to tremble and I felt the old tug at my ankles. "MEND MY LIFE"
As an inspired Artist I did not stop I knew what I had to do.
Though the wind pried with its stiff fingers at the very foundations though their melancholy was terrible.
It was already late enough and a wild night and the road full of fallen branches and stones.
But little by little as you left their voices behind the stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds and there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world, determined to do the only thing you could do -determined to save the only thing you could save.
It has been an amazing journey being sober and I have had to leave a lot of the past behind, old friends family and distant memories. Nothing is more clear than being sober.
"Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart. He who looks outside dreams. He who looks inside awakens". Carl Jung
Making art is what I now do. For me, the best part is the journey. When I work I get lost in the world I AM CREATING AND LIFE IS GOOD. I appreciate the divine details that are woven into every moment of my life. Art enables me to see the divine in all things.
When I paint I spend the day with God I'm learning the spiritual practice of seeing God in all things. I am constantly in a state of reinventing myself through my art. We must see our uniqueness clearly and be prepared to go wherever it takes us.
Previously I was judged for my passion. Now I live a passionate life and have never been happier. My subject matter is varied but I love everything I paint.
The Journey of an inspired artist is often lonely, others may not understand it. The further you go, the more unpaved the road may get. You will have chasms to cross.
f you fall to the bottom, you must find the strength to continue the Journey and not return to the safe side. A true artist blazes the trail and has the courage to go where they have never been before.
A picture must possess a real power to generate light and for a long time now I've been conscious of expressing myself through light or rather in light.
I have always tried to hide my efforts and wished my works to have a light joyousness of springtime, which never lets anyone suspect the labours it has cost me.
An inspired artist must never be a prisoner. Prisoner? An artist should never be a prisoner of himself, prisoner of style, prisoner of reputation, prisoner of success........ etc.
There is nothing more difficult for a truly creative painter than to paint a rose, because before he can do so he has to first forget all the roses that were ever painted.
I do not literally paint that table, but the emotion it produces upon me. I don't paint things. I only paint the difference between things. He who loves, flies, runs, and rejoices; he is free and nothing holds him back.
Whatever the intellectual quality of the education given our children, it is vital that it include elements of love and compassion, for nothing guarantees that knowledge alone will be truly useful to human beings.
Among the major trouble makers society has known, many were well-educated and had great knowledge but they lacked moral education in qualities such as compassion, wisdom and clarity of vision. Dalai Lama.
In 1995 Edward Selematsela phoned the Watercolour Society about children in a rehabilitated street children shelter run by Rhema Church. He wanted help to teach these children art.
Dulcie, Robinson Ulrich, Schwanecke and Thyrza Stott volunteered, and from these small beginnings the Little Artists Programme took shape.
Dulcie, Edward Thyrza Sam Maduma and Lazarus Ramotseng saw how much creativity and the binding comradeship of the group helped the children.
They flowered and some showed great promise as artists.When I broke my back and was in intensive care they arrived at Milpark Hospital and were told only family could see me. They told the nurses I was their mother.
We would travel to dangerous city centre areas, trudge up long flights of stairs with all the art materials and then pack up again afterwards.
Venues ranged from double garages to the Hillbrow Recreational Centre to a room at the Johannesburg Art Gallery amongst others.In 2008 Deutsche Bank sponsored premises at the Barnato High School in Berea.
Dulcie passed away 27th April 2010. Edward, Andrew and Thyrza keep her dream alive.
I guess that's the beauty of inspiration, it is infectious. It's Inspiring! One Inspired Artist is but a link in the chain of Inspired Art.