Smile

I rarely work in pastels.  It's not that I don't know how.  I simply don't spend much time with them. I have a little pastel drawing in my personal collection, however, that I did several years ago.  It's framed.  And yes, it is yet another one of the jetty at Megansett.  And it makes me smile.

That's what art is supposed to do, isn't it?  OK.  I will correct that.  It's what the art that I choose to create is supposed to do.  Make the viewer smile.

Pretty simple stuff.  Goes back to the "I don't necessarily make profound statements to the world through my art" thing.  Honestly, I find more than enough intensity, deep thoughts, and darker mood provoking images in real life.  My personal choice is to honor nature, and beauty, and simplicity.

And yes, bring smiles.

I said it yesterday, and I will say it again.  I know (I really do, honest) it sounds a little trite, but quick, please, without thinking too much about the following question...

Where is your happy place?  That's what I want to do with my art.  I want to help to transport you there, at least in your mind, and perhaps in your heart.  

Here's a musical interlude for your Friday night.  After this week in the world, I think its lyrics might... just... be a good reminder.  Better yet, grab someone and dance.  Even if it's just the cat.  Please click here: Smile.