tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-203338518765869052024-03-04T21:38:21.546-08:00Kasia Turajczyk - Much Ado About My ArtTo paint is:
a mystery,
a battle,
a love making,
a struggle,
an adventure,
a journey,
a discovery,
a need,
it is my life.KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-70373776142056935302023-11-01T09:34:00.001-07:002023-11-01T09:36:58.250-07:00The Loony Bin Of Life <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-j28kjdJU7_yVaFN1yVjF_rcvV5vVvyAuSudsRdUFaCA8zJoc2qHLQH3fvHOGpDkes2FOz5A9_aoCL2QGA-DHSygjaxPKd9XAOrKnD2H37mxD_BwNCD_shZ81GTofvBLI6yP1bD0gw6MP4r7yhzud4ScQWc7OXyaWp2gPTKN1oVtAfwaRrZXp0Gn3Zw/s1700/The%20loony%20bin%20of%20life.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1700" data-original-width="1465" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-j28kjdJU7_yVaFN1yVjF_rcvV5vVvyAuSudsRdUFaCA8zJoc2qHLQH3fvHOGpDkes2FOz5A9_aoCL2QGA-DHSygjaxPKd9XAOrKnD2H37mxD_BwNCD_shZ81GTofvBLI6yP1bD0gw6MP4r7yhzud4ScQWc7OXyaWp2gPTKN1oVtAfwaRrZXp0Gn3Zw/s320/The%20loony%20bin%20of%20life.jpg" width="276" /></a></div><br /><p style="border: var(--artdeco-reset-base-border-zero); box-sizing: inherit; caret-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.9); color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.9); font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", "Fira Sans", Ubuntu, Oxygen, "Oxygen Sans", Cantarell, "Droid Sans", "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Lucida Grande", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: var(--font-size-large); line-height: 1.75; margin: 1.6rem 0px; padding: var(--artdeco-reset-base-padding-zero); vertical-align: var(--artdeco-reset-base-vertical-align-baseline);">My devotion to Pinocchio is not a secret. I have always loved the character from the book by Carlo Collodi. I loved Disney's Pinocchio, I love the Russian Pinocchio, and I love my two Pinocchio toys. They have travelled with me around the world; they are ancient and wise. Made in Russia, they came from Russia to me. They are old, probably 50 and 45 years old. They are ageing. One of them has lost his hair and, unfortunately, his nose.</p><p style="border: var(--artdeco-reset-base-border-zero); box-sizing: inherit; caret-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.9); color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.9); font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", "Fira Sans", Ubuntu, Oxygen, "Oxygen Sans", Cantarell, "Droid Sans", "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Lucida Grande", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: var(--font-size-large); line-height: 1.75; margin: 1.6rem 0px; padding: var(--artdeco-reset-base-padding-zero); vertical-align: var(--artdeco-reset-base-vertical-align-baseline);">Since I was introduced to Pinocchio's character, I have always been painting and drawing this wonderful marionette. Pinocchio willy-nilly was becoming a hero of my work.</p><p style="border: var(--artdeco-reset-base-border-zero); box-sizing: inherit; caret-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.9); color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.9); font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", "Fira Sans", Ubuntu, Oxygen, "Oxygen Sans", Cantarell, "Droid Sans", "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Lucida Grande", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: var(--font-size-large); line-height: 1.75; margin: 1.6rem 0px; padding: var(--artdeco-reset-base-padding-zero); vertical-align: var(--artdeco-reset-base-vertical-align-baseline);">My first portrait of Pinocchio was an oil on canvas, very expressionistic, with fat, large strokes of brush paint. It is a dark painting. The next was lighter, brighter, finer, with the spell of impressionistic touch. The series Return of Peter Pan also has a Pinocchio theme. Two brothers sitting close to each other and talking.</p><p style="border: var(--artdeco-reset-base-border-zero); box-sizing: inherit; caret-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.9); color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.9); font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", "Fira Sans", Ubuntu, Oxygen, "Oxygen Sans", Cantarell, "Droid Sans", "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Lucida Grande", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: var(--font-size-large); line-height: 1.75; margin: 1.6rem 0px; padding: var(--artdeco-reset-base-padding-zero); vertical-align: var(--artdeco-reset-base-vertical-align-baseline);">A few years ago, I made another painting with Pinocchios in it. It is a fascinating painting. I had an urge to paint a huge Pinocchio. I wanted to make him lean forward. I sketched him on a large canvas using thinned oil paint. Then, I made very quickly a small sketchy painting on a small canvas. The space of the rectangular canvas was full of creatures and children. They were marching and holding banners and flags. They were protesting. They wanted to be free, free from all the rubbish and nonsense of adulthood.</p><p style="border: var(--artdeco-reset-base-border-zero); box-sizing: inherit; caret-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.9); color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.9); font-family: -apple-system, system-ui, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", "Fira Sans", Ubuntu, Oxygen, "Oxygen Sans", Cantarell, "Droid Sans", "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol", "Lucida Grande", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: var(--font-size-large); line-height: 1.75; margin: 1.6rem 0px; padding: var(--artdeco-reset-base-padding-zero); vertical-align: var(--artdeco-reset-base-vertical-align-baseline);">The night after, I didn't sleep and thought about that painting. A new idea was born in my brain, with the huge Pinocchio as a predominant element. I imagined a Merry-go-round, some beautiful wooden horses and my children and a few toys riding them. A carousel as a loony bin of life. The children and the toys they want to escape from this madness. Pinocchios, as wise men, would help them to achieve it. They should rescue the children from the loony bin of our lives.</p>KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-57519842808915023952023-09-09T15:09:00.008-07:002023-09-09T15:09:51.827-07:00Paintings from Series Cats & Co. 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KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-31042252954880664812023-08-25T08:28:00.001-07:002023-08-25T08:28:44.193-07:00Sketches for Cats&Co. series with Chinese references/motives by Kasia B.Turajczyk<p> I am working on a new Cats&Co. series with Chinese references and motives. Searching, researching, drawing, sketching, procrastinating and sabotaging myself, too. It is so weird. I love to paint and to create, and at the same time, I do everything possible to sabotage myself. Isn't it strange? Art is my love, my passion, my vocation and still, I do everything possible to sabotage myself, not to do what I want. It doesn't even make sense to me. But that is how it is at the moment. </p><p>The worst enemy we have, humans, is not somebody else but our mind, our thoughts, that "other I' inside us. I am trying to remember whose book it is, who was talking about the double mind inside the physical brain we have, the one lazy who is predominant, fast and intuitive and the other more logical and sensible but much slower as the lazy one. Kanheman? Yes, Daniel Kahneman "Thinking fast and slow". (I just found the book on the shelf). </p><p>I am forcing myself to work and do what I love to do. Self-discipline leads to a higher spiritual state. I don't have self-discipline. It needs to be developed. I am working on it. </p><p><b>Contempt for self-sabotage, failure and laziness</b> - my new state of mind. Back to my sketches. </p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv0-G7i72qNyK2iBL_zsMXQYnWwo2TXckv24mZtYWZnivvB0BjFg5VyXDXIhgC3C4Zn-ZDCjUrXKjJnavAwPlkhlrJRSxx093zjiPuP869AmEf-E6kC50VoF-kiY7WsoWqTzY9-VH7Hsnr7oy5TtXqL6qw1mbvMcRxAbVfLa38V_T1gMWDzKwdWNibTQ/s3840/0F6E1E40-EFFA-4135-99E1-F89AA4446D9C.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="2160" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv0-G7i72qNyK2iBL_zsMXQYnWwo2TXckv24mZtYWZnivvB0BjFg5VyXDXIhgC3C4Zn-ZDCjUrXKjJnavAwPlkhlrJRSxx093zjiPuP869AmEf-E6kC50VoF-kiY7WsoWqTzY9-VH7Hsnr7oy5TtXqL6qw1mbvMcRxAbVfLa38V_T1gMWDzKwdWNibTQ/s320/0F6E1E40-EFFA-4135-99E1-F89AA4446D9C.JPG" width="180" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sketches by Kasia B.Turaczyk<br /><br /><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKSTmOnmXb11gTBpBplpuy_sMeRLNxqtNHF7rW1K-ZSrXko01D24Uy-DXCBKod6WWlvtIYPINY-6JomLJHYPmPkKQ9FTN_8Y_ujyG-WUmT1dnCdWSFujYOSKN8lva2NkOC6S2rh3okmkrfHClkmv6Wk9DLhzNbXeo5xHR9EUgfW33LxL_rvXZq9PU_5g/s3840/1E1A7F8A-DBD4-45C4-B3E3-916B3D6D9204.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="2160" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKSTmOnmXb11gTBpBplpuy_sMeRLNxqtNHF7rW1K-ZSrXko01D24Uy-DXCBKod6WWlvtIYPINY-6JomLJHYPmPkKQ9FTN_8Y_ujyG-WUmT1dnCdWSFujYOSKN8lva2NkOC6S2rh3okmkrfHClkmv6Wk9DLhzNbXeo5xHR9EUgfW33LxL_rvXZq9PU_5g/s320/1E1A7F8A-DBD4-45C4-B3E3-916B3D6D9204.JPG" width="180" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sketches by Kasia B.Turaczyk</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiz5WXDH0c_NZVjOG-BZEOR3XRVefPdtegGsADcSl3bxwPzVlnso-SfzeToWRTNTZJsJwY4wSdXnZ6WzaX7DUiJ0mSGWx-zf7USbSOo98vq6-VaPW7HMkrG-pHgd5H7_Hum-V_kvYyzEiWycTs5M5xMVZHKS1xSC__hPhwEzM7924oI0yf6gr7H0HdFQ/s3840/7A44ED62-924F-469F-9E20-F1D08D3B18EE.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="2160" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiz5WXDH0c_NZVjOG-BZEOR3XRVefPdtegGsADcSl3bxwPzVlnso-SfzeToWRTNTZJsJwY4wSdXnZ6WzaX7DUiJ0mSGWx-zf7USbSOo98vq6-VaPW7HMkrG-pHgd5H7_Hum-V_kvYyzEiWycTs5M5xMVZHKS1xSC__hPhwEzM7924oI0yf6gr7H0HdFQ/s320/7A44ED62-924F-469F-9E20-F1D08D3B18EE.JPG" width="180" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sketches by Kasia B.Turaczyk</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCom8nsiRCAxEV6OImN4CFyJXhXgJSIg4ByYs2q9-tIliH8O9JaaUMC7Lb4tr3ivMPAOg1Fo4VzPCexTbhKyRlFT4rXPZZlZdteCip4uXN7l2iAfj0mPMDqwRABoGXXILYuPSVYzgrzePHMX4g4M_M5-9bEhHj5m9W6Nru5tQmBi4HeMKjF0vpt4TBdQ/s3840/C823636D-8B90-485A-807E-7B6B6811AE40.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="2160" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCom8nsiRCAxEV6OImN4CFyJXhXgJSIg4ByYs2q9-tIliH8O9JaaUMC7Lb4tr3ivMPAOg1Fo4VzPCexTbhKyRlFT4rXPZZlZdteCip4uXN7l2iAfj0mPMDqwRABoGXXILYuPSVYzgrzePHMX4g4M_M5-9bEhHj5m9W6Nru5tQmBi4HeMKjF0vpt4TBdQ/s320/C823636D-8B90-485A-807E-7B6B6811AE40.JPG" width="180" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sketches by Kasia B.Turaczyk</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0Devon, UK50.7155591 -3.53087522.405325263821155 -38.687125 79.025792936178846 31.625375tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-49728804988438191202023-08-22T11:11:00.000-07:002023-08-29T10:59:26.331-07:00To be or not to be - a short story of the tragic life of a freak. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Three weeks before last Christmas - December 2013 - I was in one of my thousands of melancholic moods. I was brooding about the human condition, especially about the inanity and foolishness of my species. I went to my studio, picked up a small canvas, some acrylic and oil paints, and in no time a new painting was born.<div>
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<u><b>To be or not to be - a short story of the tragic life of a freak. </b></u><br /><br />The little cripple is very unfortunate - he has only one hand, weird asymmetric eyes, he is not handsome and in addition he is also very lonely. The whole group of very diverse puppets and toys do not accept him. I like him, but he is not satisfied with my company. In desperation he decides to go on stage, pretends to commit suicide and in front of the other puppets he asks:<br /><br /><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="text-align: left;">
To be, or not to be: that is the question:<br />Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer<br />The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,<br />Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,<br />And by opposing end them.</blockquote>
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KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-7601337635628359542023-08-22T07:49:00.000-07:002023-08-22T07:49:52.138-07:00A process of creating an acrylic painting by Kasia B.Turajczyk<iframe frameborder="0" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/cjT5hRpv7p8" style="background-image: url(https://i.ytimg.com/vi/cjT5hRpv7p8/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"></iframe><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>It is an old video I took while creating a painting about a magnolia tree from the garden. It happened in the beautiful garden of Lyalls Cottage in Dunchideock. The whole place was like a magical creation by a master creator. That is art per excellent. </div>KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-7586964129526224832023-08-21T06:58:00.008-07:002023-08-21T07:18:02.205-07:00Is nude art not allowed in Cornish galleries? <div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgygS1CCRSSik6onHAtjtcnT0pPYXBnd7hoclYy_H8STaQsx99MTB9Vj5voRhlNEeVK9VTRYBC1qa8BoqGum_HUOBoGuCmUe0W4HZJ99c-HtAnZJen9lqvAGk_iMz_4-ycFkbo-BYcGOkCIGatC0XpBv7u1Y1Ac2A6Y_bGbMFAjgC3TAriYn0uKqllP3Q/s2800/Perfect%20Beauty%20largenew.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2800" data-original-width="2471" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgygS1CCRSSik6onHAtjtcnT0pPYXBnd7hoclYy_H8STaQsx99MTB9Vj5voRhlNEeVK9VTRYBC1qa8BoqGum_HUOBoGuCmUe0W4HZJ99c-HtAnZJen9lqvAGk_iMz_4-ycFkbo-BYcGOkCIGatC0XpBv7u1Y1Ac2A6Y_bGbMFAjgC3TAriYn0uKqllP3Q/s320/Perfect%20Beauty%20largenew.jpg" width="282" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Perfect Beauty, water colourd, framed. For sale: GBP 1200 </td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div>Is it a legitimate question if nude is acceptable in South-West England galleries or not? </div><div>Based on my experience, it is. It is acceptable by the gallery owners but not by the visitors or other artists who expose their paintings in the gallery. Suppose you think that the nude is something just natural and normal and that most of the pictures and sculptures from the period between Rennassaince and Barok are full or naked bodies. In that case, you will be surprised to discover that nude is unacceptable in the XXI century in galleries in Cornwall. </div><div><br /></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpab3lIgl0vuX1tlj4Z58lZ8kKr67PZ_JoyAtzrO4_HPXlLcbuTkuo4Ynh9yBpwJvDtbiRrh00uFXOdAT8NbzyBzV48i45PGBYtgTSD_I-hLarmAnCEfQ6kz8QzGOOj8AlV5d_8PLxbltaRN1krmA2Z84LJT_f2DJBrpMOUghmxWkY5yZ76mfZoH_mMw/s2500/She,%20silent%20and%20the%20night.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1809" data-original-width="2500" height="232" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpab3lIgl0vuX1tlj4Z58lZ8kKr67PZ_JoyAtzrO4_HPXlLcbuTkuo4Ynh9yBpwJvDtbiRrh00uFXOdAT8NbzyBzV48i45PGBYtgTSD_I-hLarmAnCEfQ6kz8QzGOOj8AlV5d_8PLxbltaRN1krmA2Z84LJT_f2DJBrpMOUghmxWkY5yZ76mfZoH_mMw/s320/She,%20silent%20and%20the%20night.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As In A Dream; oil on canvas; framed, </td></tr></tbody></table><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>I will tell you a short about my two nude paintings in one of the galleries in North Cornwall. The owner liked them, and he exhibited both of them for a while. Then one day, when I dropped by to see if maybe he sold one of my paintings (I also had two abstract paintings and 4 water colours pictures), he told me that he had to put it away because my nude "As in a dream" disturbed a female artist, who for a short time hold her solo exhibition in his gallery. I looked at him and, within a second, basted in laughter. Really, a perfect beautiful female naked body offended, disturbing someone's ethic or esthetic view? And an artist? He never ever exhibited my painting again, aparently visitors felt also unease by my large naked woman. No comment. One mischiveus question: does the artist or all those offended visitors take a shower with the clothes on? </div><div><br /><br /></div>KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0Exeter, UK50.726036699999987 -3.527488922.415802863821142 -38.6837389 79.036270536178833 31.6287611tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-25364181287803430542023-08-20T13:23:00.001-07:002023-08-20T13:52:23.705-07:00When pigs can fly<p> My new work from the Cats&Co series. Sub-series is about Cats&China. </p><p><br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTnt8YejW4C3poDpFM3IXaN_F9BxTTH5bFaceayf6XYXwguxs0KNz2tRwV-4sRt2DLOqeeQOkm-8whKoub5wkSpMz0pakpyofiUqQ0SWNJ_dEt9jn034El7_Bz-_nrbzANC1vJuvcnzR4ENRSqEjboglKOwtuMLC0dxpRk9g5_Jn2yTYmEAvLs4hjfLA/s3820/when%20pigs%20can%20fly.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3820" data-original-width="2985" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTnt8YejW4C3poDpFM3IXaN_F9BxTTH5bFaceayf6XYXwguxs0KNz2tRwV-4sRt2DLOqeeQOkm-8whKoub5wkSpMz0pakpyofiUqQ0SWNJ_dEt9jn034El7_Bz-_nrbzANC1vJuvcnzR4ENRSqEjboglKOwtuMLC0dxpRk9g5_Jn2yTYmEAvLs4hjfLA/s320/when%20pigs%20can%20fly.HEIC" width="250" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">€ 540 / GBP 480 Size: 41 cm x 31 cm</td></tr></tbody></table><br /></p><p>I borrowed the motive from an ancient Chinese print. Unfortunately, I don't know the artist. I assume the painting illustrated the tale about the emperor and the little nightingale. I preferred the piglet. Pigs are intelligent animals and funny. Using acrylics, gouache, coloured pencils and pens. The cats are adorable, and the piglet is cute. </p><p>The painting is for sale. There is also a possibility to order a print of the original image. Please, contact me if you want to buy my work or the print. </p>KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-23093725783713960982023-08-16T02:31:00.005-07:002023-08-16T02:31:37.137-07:00Art and life; discipline, routine and devotion<p></p><h4 style="text-align: left;"><div><br /></div></h4><blockquote><h4 style="text-align: left;"><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="color: #38761d;">Devotion </span></li></ul><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="color: #38761d;">discipline</span></li></ul><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="color: #38761d;">discipline</span></li></ul><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><span style="color: #38761d;">routine</span></li></ul></h4><p></p><p></p></blockquote><p><br /></p><p>The most important thing: devotion, discipline, and routine - to become a well-known artist. Or maybe an artist who will make enough money from selling her/his art every month and survive the harsh reality of our life. </p><p>It is about working every day, making small steps to go where you want to be. The process is more important than the end achievement. And be active on social media with regularity - it is also a necessity, and it is not easy for me to be consequent in posting on Instagram, Facebook, X and all these other social media. </p><p><span style="color: #990000;"><u>The questions are, for me and a lot of other artists.</u></span> </p><p>What steps are necessary to become a well-known artist? </p><p>How can one survive as an artist in the harsh reality of life? </p><p>How can one stay consistent in posting on social media? What steps are necessary to become a well-known artist? </p><p>I am working on it; I will let you know. </p><p>Today I did post a live on Instagram and Facebook; I am writing this blog post, my journal to become. </p><p>And after hanging the wash, I will go to my studio and work. I am working on my new sets of paintings/illustrations from the Cats&Co. series. This one is about cats and China, the Chinese motives and myths and art. </p><p>I will be adding more specific details and examples about the process of becoming a well-known artist. I will share personal experiences to provide insights into what worked for me. </p><p><br /></p><p>The first Cats&China painting is already done. </p><p>"When pigs can fly." <br /><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6kHo9IYxBdrOBX9xMVT1UyvoIqvoinH6S3oh5WwZAU1beDW7O8a6TLwqefQBeQqetY4zcpJcvIz-RDZGg38y7ALXtlO_2wsHiadTaHQS5E2ImsVev7_0bRlMh-8IY4rtbMxyu6e2ivPwlOs1GGmv3UahU1moSSj3Yj3mxVPbrl17xDB3OooDEXQdiug/s3840/D79B5C28-49C9-4336-A1E5-684DF8ECEACB.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3840" data-original-width="2160" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6kHo9IYxBdrOBX9xMVT1UyvoIqvoinH6S3oh5WwZAU1beDW7O8a6TLwqefQBeQqetY4zcpJcvIz-RDZGg38y7ALXtlO_2wsHiadTaHQS5E2ImsVev7_0bRlMh-8IY4rtbMxyu6e2ivPwlOs1GGmv3UahU1moSSj3Yj3mxVPbrl17xDB3OooDEXQdiug/w187-h320/D79B5C28-49C9-4336-A1E5-684DF8ECEACB.JPG" width="187" /></a></div><p></p><p><br /></p>KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-30915757378187434062023-04-24T03:50:00.001-07:002023-04-24T03:51:17.714-07:00Mémoires from the East part of Scotland - Forgotten Valley. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVRUUgh1dNuiUB1Gnk9xINGvk1VmWiQNDr0UH2C4jUMb4_HI__wCyQOO9OvWhEQsvAww8BTvJ9rtUIxsEhF1_BkePSGUFwH8oSYg_wu12xUKGBEpFXRU4YirzarXYHtqVWXZ2H43suI6V_Ia1lA5nF4TCfFothhLMM1ZbAIg5Zom3UTBdzQUfqYLI/s1465/Valley%20in%20Scotland%20.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1101" data-original-width="1465" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVRUUgh1dNuiUB1Gnk9xINGvk1VmWiQNDr0UH2C4jUMb4_HI__wCyQOO9OvWhEQsvAww8BTvJ9rtUIxsEhF1_BkePSGUFwH8oSYg_wu12xUKGBEpFXRU4YirzarXYHtqVWXZ2H43suI6V_Ia1lA5nF4TCfFothhLMM1ZbAIg5Zom3UTBdzQUfqYLI/s320/Valley%20in%20Scotland%20.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Title: still needs to decide. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Mémoires from the East part of <a href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/scotland?__eep__=6&__cft__[0]=AZWAR2SxULbXmeq3WuqkJSWC8FXGpwG_GM2OqPuzjACUYFW9pBbM-XoVNssfgQa7T1EykN6RQ3uq890AQwJ_ku9hQo16XaoqcjG4q2ly5zq6Oz1f79XgksUd-DTVtEHYTCxLhS7IdqF9gIGhdAbyPGQidkFyI5Gkd40vgXg2lqQoqPmD4WayFlMdKnozhpx0_cs&__tn__=*NK-y-R">#Scotland</a>. A beautiful valley - forgotten by humans. Just an old chapel and a dying graveyard. Hmm... can actually a place who supposed to bury dead bodies be dying? Philosophical question. <p></p><p>I wanted to achieve a semi-abstract effect. Some parts of the work had to be as representative of the style as possible in not typical realistic painting. And some features had to be expressive-abstraction. </p><p>I am happy with the result. I will make another painting with the same image but less figurative and paint it on a bigger canvas with oil. </p><p>This painting is for sale, and the price could be discussed with the person who wants it. </p><p>It is a middle-size painting: 62cm x 46 cm (24x19)</p><p><br /> </p>KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0Scotland, UK56.490671199999987 -4.202645828.180437363821142 -39.3588958 84.800905036178833 30.9536042tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-29634650081673058932022-11-30T02:36:00.009-08:002023-04-24T02:45:39.268-07:00When you stand for nothing, you fall for everything. <blockquote><div dir="ltr" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj7AqHXOxpSlIxf4GEHz8dVMDO6bGsW5N_y294U3ktuaHcyE_rIy5bneFqkR1b18zWTmZHoD1v_RG5XGl7YOEpAxW7bo3CSWJqSdXXG8qs5_wmFagCetYP7hjdckyUq-ae3Axxf_7R7HGSM8JvRFQ6igGrVEhjJuwU555DWaL6udMzoSiphfk4E3A/s2025/BF9AF54A-76B6-4D41-81D5-80FF6054C542_1_201_a.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1374" data-original-width="2025" height="217" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj7AqHXOxpSlIxf4GEHz8dVMDO6bGsW5N_y294U3ktuaHcyE_rIy5bneFqkR1b18zWTmZHoD1v_RG5XGl7YOEpAxW7bo3CSWJqSdXXG8qs5_wmFagCetYP7hjdckyUq-ae3Axxf_7R7HGSM8JvRFQ6igGrVEhjJuwU555DWaL6udMzoSiphfk4E3A/s320/BF9AF54A-76B6-4D41-81D5-80FF6054C542_1_201_a.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div> </div></blockquote><h3 style="text-align: left;"><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>When you stand for nothing, you fall for everything. </h3><span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> <span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span>Drawing; Size A1; price: ask, the Year 2017- 2022 <br /><div></div><div dir="ltr" trbidi="on"><u style="color: #351c75;"><br /></u></div><div dir="ltr" trbidi="on"><u style="color: #351c75;"><br /></u></div><div dir="ltr" trbidi="on"><u style="color: #351c75;">Update from 2022, December</u><span style="color: #351c75;">. </span></div><div dir="ltr" trbidi="on"><span style="color: #351c75;"><br /></span></div><div dir="ltr" trbidi="on">Finally, in August 2022, I finished the drawing based on my dream long ago. I am satisfied with the result. Drawing such a large piece on significant paper costs a lot of time, energy, and determination. The size of it is 42 x 63 cm, and it is to buy for 1000 pounds. Per hour, I will probably make 5 pounds - excluded material. How can you survive as a creative person in the world of cheap, printed and copied artworks? You can't. But I am crazy, and painting, drawing, and creating it is my passion. It is my life; </div><div><br /></div><span> <span> </span></span>When you stand for nothing, you fall for everything. (no idea who wrote it first?) <div dir="ltr" trbidi="on">As Bob Dylan said: </div><span> </span><div><span> <span> </span></span>“What’s money? A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and goes to bed at night and in between does what he wants to do.” <div dir="ltr" trbidi="on"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" trbidi="on"><u><b>First post</b></u></div><div dir="ltr" trbidi="on"><br /></div><div dir="ltr" trbidi="on">Occasionally, I dream very unusual, weird, colourful and surreal dreams.<br />
<br />Probably it is not really unusual. According to neurologists and scientists of dreams, we dream almost the whole time, and all similar dreams, and most of us just can't remember them.<br />
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I do. I do remember my dreams - sometimes. I often put down my dreams on paper in writing or drawings. I memorise and repeat them time after time, when still in bed, to not let them escape from my unconscious memory before they are printed in my conscious memory. Of course, I only bother with the most unusual, impossible, shocking or surreal dreams.<br />
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My mum always remembers her dreams; as I sometimes remember them too.<br />
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I found something very fascinating in New Scientist (2 February 2013) about black and white and colour dreams. According to the reports from the 1950s, most people dreamed in black and white. This changed over the following decade. By the late 1960s, most people in the West dreamed in colour. According to Eva Murzyn, University Derby, UK, it has something to do with changes in broadcasting. TV burst into colour at about the same time as the transformation of dreams from monochrome into Technicolour. It is a very peculiar phenomenon. I have to ask my parents if they remember the colours of their dreams from the time before the colour TV.<br />
<br />Here is one sketch for a vast oil painting based on my dream - a nightmare I had in a Polish Hospital two years ago. <br />
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<br /></div>KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0Cornwall, UK50.266047099999987 -5.052712521.955813263821142 -40.2089625 78.576280936178833 30.1035375tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-82643005195834676002022-11-23T09:09:00.004-08:002022-11-23T09:09:40.940-08:00My Brain - abstract collage/painting. <p style="text-align: left;"></p><p><br /></p><p>I like this painting. In my humble opinion, "My brain" from the Brain Series is an exciting, original and uneasy work. Everything about making it was unusual. I painted/collaged it on the grass in front of my studio and worked long hours without getting tired. My brain was making/helping with creating it. It has been made of old CDs, wires, pieces of wood, plastics, old seeds, screws, nails, nuts..and probably many other things I forgot. Here is my brain talking to the world. I remembered to be high in spirit and energy when working on it. It is a giant canvas 120 x 140cm. </p><p></p><p>I am an empath, end my brain is very often bleeding when watching and reading and seeing the reality, inequality, unfairness, climate disaster, and the extinction of animals and plant species .it is not an optimistic image. That is why my brain was bleeding and still is.</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWp5AHW5_zJK0q5CNqgFNfaED8bYFms1uJsY_0U4eAAPqlth_ITznpV30hkip6dbNj9WODvb7GTeIh12oGghaRoC6gwWUW4M_CArYxQXHjCnV2qULRl6TaL0EtBvclaWaH96VCB1jlydKL9gajns09Bal7lgUUotknogbrRgc8NYOm4H2xQeF6yH4/s1820/A%20conversation%20with%20my%20cosmos%20(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1820" data-original-width="1408" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWp5AHW5_zJK0q5CNqgFNfaED8bYFms1uJsY_0U4eAAPqlth_ITznpV30hkip6dbNj9WODvb7GTeIh12oGghaRoC6gwWUW4M_CArYxQXHjCnV2qULRl6TaL0EtBvclaWaH96VCB1jlydKL9gajns09Bal7lgUUotknogbrRgc8NYOm4H2xQeF6yH4/s320/A%20conversation%20with%20my%20cosmos%20(2).jpg" width="248" /></a></p><br /> <p></p>KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com04F43+8F Newlyn, UK50.10576 -5.546296444.451663328550282 -14.3353589 55.759856671449711 3.2427661tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-74391861449408923192022-03-25T07:52:00.003-07:002022-03-25T08:29:06.273-07:00Portraits with a touch of imagination. <p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Portraits with a touch of surreal, imaginative aspects, sometimes dark, funny or light and always mysterious. It is the way a painted image of somebody should be created. We all have secret spots in our souls, aren't we?</span></p><span style="font-family: georgia;">Maybe I am wrong. I don't know. Perhaps just an exact image as in the photograph should satisfy a few and be accepted as good enough. Maybe for some. But not for me. I want to paint the person in their imaginary cosmos, and I love the impenetrable story around the character. <br /><br />Here are some examples of portraits in different styles: super realistic, imaginative, surreal, fantastic. 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I haven't been writing for almost 2 years. There are so money things happened in my life the last few years that I couldn't really catch the reality anymore.<br />
Lost one of the closest human beings that I had during my short life.<br />
I couldn't concentrate very much on paintings. I have been travelling a lot and hadn't really a place to paint. I moved from Devon to Cornwall. I had to leave the most beautiful place on this planet, maybe it is not the entire truth. But definitely, Dunchideock and the garden of Lyalls Cottage belong to the most outstanding place in Devon. I am still mourning.<br />
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KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-31279126559018198402015-04-28T07:55:00.001-07:002023-08-29T10:57:21.049-07:00From Cowboys to Astronauts - exhbition from waste material<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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"I’ve often
heard people say: ‘I wonder what it would feel like to be on board a
spaceship,’ and the answer is very simple. What does it feel like? That’s all
we have ever experienced. We are all astronauts on a little spaceship called
Earth." -<span style="font-size: x-small;">R. Buckminster Fuller</span></blockquote>
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I am taking part
in an exhibition entitled <b>From Cowboys
to Astronauts</b>. It takes place at <a href="http://www.dcw.co.uk/">The Enviro Hub, Devon Contract Waste </a>in Exeter, from Monday, April 20 till May 24 2015. </div>
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We, the artists
from Devon, present objects, installations, visual art, etc., made from
waste. The meaning of it is to promote
the concept of a circular economy – a regenerative economic system where
materials and energy from products are recovered and put back into the system
instead of simply being disposed of. </div>
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The initiative
for this exhibition came from the <a href="http://www.artsandcultureexeter.co.uk/event/888/from-cowboys-to-astronauts-towards-a-circular-economy/">Centre for Alternative Materials and Remanufacturing Technologies (CALMARE)</a>, a business technology centre partly
funded by the ERDF, based at the University of Exeter. The waste materials used
in the exhibition have been sourced from the University itself, from the
private 'collections' of artists and from other locations around Devon,
including Exeter and Plymouth Scrapstores, Peninsula Waste Savers in Okehampton
and the Devon County Council landfill sites managed by SITA.</div>
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On Saturday, 2nd May,
there will be a Family Day, where you will get the chance to use recycled
materials yourselves in children’s workshops run by artists participating in the
exhibition.</div>
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Meet the Artist
days on Saturday, the 9th and 16th of May, will allow the public to talk about exhibited artwork and learn from the artists about their work.</div>
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Entry to the
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Today, Tuesday, the 28th, we have a private view at 8.30 pm.</div>
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I will take photos of my paper installation and other artists' objects. Tomorrow, I will make a post based on my impression of this exhibition.</div>
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KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-47992557900768334892015-03-23T12:44:00.000-07:002015-05-01T09:01:43.196-07:00The escape from the loony bin of life! <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My devotion to Pinocchio is not a secret. I have always loved the character from the book by Carlo Collodi, I loved Disney's Pinocchio, I love the Russian Pinocchio and I love my two Pinocchio toys.<br />
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They have travelled with me around the world; they are very old and wise. Made in Russia, they came from Russia to me. They are old, probably 50 and 45 years old. They are aging, one of them has lost his hair, and unfortunately also his nose.<br />
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Since I was introduced to Pinocchio's character I have always been painting and drawing this wonderful marionette. Pinocchio willy-nilly was becoming a hero of my work.<br />
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My first portrait of Pinocchio I made in oil on canvas; very expressionistic, with fat, large strokes of brush paint. It is kind of a dark painting. The next was lighter, brighter, finer, with spell of impressionistic touch. The series Return of Peter Pan also has a Pinocchio theme. Two brothers<br />
sitting close to each other and talking.<br />
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Last year I made another painting with Pinocchios in it. It is a very interesting painting in my humble opinion. I had an urge to paint a huge Pinocchio. I thought I would make him lean forward. I sketched him on a large canvas using thinned oil paint. Then I made very quickly a small sketchy painting on a small canvas. The space of the rectangular canvas was full of creatures and children. They were marching and holding banners and flags. They were protesting, they wanted to be free, free from all the rubbish and nonsense of adulthood. <br />
The night after I didn't sleep and thought about that painting. A totally new idea was born in my brain, still with the huge Pinocchio as a predominant element in. I imagined a Merry-go-round, some beautiful wooden horses and my children and a few toys riding them. A carousel as a loony bin of life. The children and the toys they want to escape from this madness. Pinocchios as wise men would help them to achieve it. They should rescue the children from the loony bin of our life.<br />
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KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-70929283213059964802014-07-23T07:33:00.001-07:002014-09-24T05:58:36.280-07:00 The Polish Fairy Tale<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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“When I examine myself and my methods of thought, I come to the conclusion that the gift of fantasy has meant more to me than any talent for abstract, positive thinking. ” </blockquote>
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The Polish Fairy Tale - New painting from my new series Phantasmagoria<br />
It is a fairy tale about a Caterina di Barche, a daughter of a Polish prince from the Piast dynasty and a Tuscans princess from Siena.<br />
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Once upon a time at the lands of the kingdom of Malopolska lived a princess named Caterina di Barche. The locals called her Delight…<br />
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KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-11446249732930877232014-07-14T13:15:00.002-07:002014-07-14T13:15:35.908-07:00Structures Implicated - the texture in abstract. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My new abstract. It is a real pleasure to experiment and play with adding textures to an oil painting. First the oil paints, added in different thicknesses and in different ways (brushes and pallet knifes). After that the fun of making textures. I used little, tiny sticks, pallet knifes and pins. The variety of textures you can achieve is amazing. It is never too late to learn new things. I am pleased with the end product.<br />
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Linen canvas, size 88 cm high x 40 cm length.</div>
KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-72451333010786224192014-07-08T02:22:00.000-07:002014-07-08T02:22:51.585-07:00The beautiful, the sacred and the contemporary art<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It is an open secret that contemporary art has lost its connection to beauty and the sacred. Another very important aspect is the craftsmanship. A huge percentage of contemporary art colleges' students and contemporary artists can’t draw or paint. The only thing that they are able to do is to express their own ideas or feelings. There is no beauty in most of the products of art and the sacred element is missing.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption">Annunciation by Simone Martini and Lippo Memmi, around 1333 - detail</td></tr>
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On the other hand XX/XXI century art was/is an act of expression, so perhaps I am wrong. Maybe contemporary art is the expression of contemporary people who have lost any connection with the beautiful and the sacred?! Maybe they may not need these aesthetical and ethical sentiments from the past. Mass culture, popular culture, deception, profit, popularity and selfishness. The flow of information is so overwhelming - we don't have time for deep study or reflection. It is about sloppiness and dullness. That is a good characterisation of XXI century art: asexual and shallow.<br />
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Sometimes I think that one of the last bastions of excellent technique, beauty and the sacred are the surreal artists, and of course the practitioners of traditional fine art too.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In the eye of the beholder - acrylic; 2010 by Kasia B. Turajczyk</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Deep in my heart I feel as if we are living in the most tragic period for ART, with lack of reflection amongst the people involved with art.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">The Arts suffer from some kind of internal burnout. We live in a time of spiritual drought that has not produced great thinkers, writers, composers and artists. Those who are engaged in deep thinking and genuine creativity, should live like medieval monks in their internal hermitages.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-size: small;">*The view of professor Tadusz Gadacz; Polish philosopher, my translation from Polish.</span></div>
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KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-18292394566104251072014-06-29T13:32:00.000-07:002014-06-29T13:32:16.741-07:00Sold <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Here are images of the paintings I sold since 2004 till today.<div>
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It should be a blend of figurative, surreal, collages and abstract paintings. </div>
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It is actually very interesting for me to see what I made and gave away = sold. </div>
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7. Surreal - oil, acrylic and the rest</div>
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I am missing 10 images of portraits and watercolour paintings......my fault. </div>
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This is a small abstract. I began to paint it in 2011 but
didn't finished it until 2013. It started out as a collage made of paper,
plaster and acrylics and it was completed using oil paints.</div>
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I wanted to create a mountain landscape with a waterfall. An
impression of my memories of one of the waterfalls in Canada's Rocky Mountains
in Alberta, in Banff National Park. The unforgettable impressions of my visit
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This is one of a type of work that everybody likes no
matters whether they like abstracts or not. Other people have found creatures,
bodies, humans and other more realistic elements in it. I don't see that, and I
had no intention to create it. But
freedom of interpretation is something sacred I think.</div>
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This work is still available to sell. </div>
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KasiaTurajczykhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04604863994684178053noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20333851876586905.post-60062250999631794222014-04-01T11:14:00.000-07:002014-04-28T11:14:48.436-07:00Introduction to my new artblog!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
This would be my second artblog. The first one, the old one, has been hacked and totally destroyed. Why? I don't have any clue. Why somebody wanted to hacked an artblog, with handful readers a month. It is a mystery to me and tragedy for all my efforts and writing.<br />
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Blogger is very difficult to hacked, I hope so!<br />
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Here is the address to my old blog: http://blog.kasiaturajczyk.com </div>
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