Life is Fleeting and the Birds Are Leaving

On my www.chatteringbirds.com Bird Blog I share sketches and thoughts about the birds I see outside which are the beginnings of my creative process.  Today I am reminded that life is fleeting and the birds that I enjoyed for months or weeks are leaving, are gone.  The birds, nature, the natural world remind me of change, of transitions, of impermanence.  I wake-up expecting to see the same birds but notice that I no longer see Mr. Robin and the Helmet Heads.  Mr. Robin who would follow me along the fence up to my door to be fed raisins is probably in another yard and the Helmet Heads have flown away for the season to enjoy water and seeds in someone else’s yard.  I am sad to see they are gone but I remind myself that they live on through my art where I use the birds and natural world to communicate deeper messages that we all share about transitions, beauty, life and joy.

Sketch of a robin by Carol Gilman

©2015 Carol Gilman

Sketch of birds during the Great Backyard Bird Count

©2015 Carol Gilman

Looking Through a Window

One way to think about my art is to imagine that you are looking through a window at a moment in time outside.  It’s like this magical gift to be able to be a part of what’s going on before it changes.   I use my imagination to set-up or create little scenarios of what is seen at that time whether it is a painting of one bird sitting and listening on a branch or a group of birds chattering away under their umbrellas during the rain.  They are all telling a story.

Looking at a bird sitting on a Branch

©2014 Carol Gilman

Winter Season

There is something peaceful and calm about falling snow in the forest.  I try to capture a quiet moment for contemplation in my winter season paintings.  I think it’s kinda of magical to peek in on the birds and watch them rest and contemplate the quietness.

Winter Forest Painting with Birds

© 2015 Carol Gilman

Seasons

I like the change of seasons.  The birds and trees are a prompt to me about change and I try to capture the essence of this transition through my art.

Painting of the spring season

© 2015 Carol Gilman

Winter Season Painting

© 2015 Carol Gilman

Winter Season Painting

© 2015 Carol Gilman

Painting of Change – My Evolution as an Artist

I created this painting as part of an assignment I had for a class on content marketing through The Abundant Artist.  The assignment asked us to share our process of creating something – showing stages of the painting but also sharing our process of why we create what we create.  Here are my thoughts that I wrote down about my process, my evolution of an artist and how this painting of change reflects who I am which is also who I am as an artist.  I thought that I had everything figured out but am finding that I continue to dig deeper.

Painting of birds in the forest trees by artist Carol Gilman

© 2015 Carol Gilman

I wanted this painting to reflect where I am right now.  I use my art express where I am and where I want to be.  When I am creating my art it is tapping in to my voice, my imagination, my hopes, my dreams, who I am.  This painting talks about change.  The birds can represent being around change – leaves growing – or waiting expectantly and with hope for other changes.  The birds are ready for this change.  They are getting ready to take off.  Maybe that is where I am.  Ready to take off, ready for a nice change.  Ready for growth.  Ready to fly.  I think that is why I paint pictures of seasons because there is always a change, growth, death, life.  I like to paint in my style and to see my style evolve, to change, to become more loose.  I love to use my imagination, to tell stories, and let the viewer also look for their own stories in my work.  Use my voice and help others to use theirs.  4/7/2015

Poet Guy Farmer on Radio Show Tomorrow

Poet Guy Farmer whose poems are featured in my poetry paintings will be interviewed tomorrow on the Chip Evans Show about his social justice poetry.  Tune at 2:30pdt online at  http://americamatters.us or on 99.1 FM (Northern Nevada)

Only Choice by Guy Farmer

Limiting
Their
Opportunities
So
The
Only
Choice
They
Have
Is
Going
To
War.

Read more at www.socialjusticepoetry.com.