Windows In The Trees

May 1, 2012

Looking through trees it seems there are windows allowing me a view. And there are tiny eyes looking out from the trees as though windows allow them a view as well. On both sides, we simply watch.

Is a big part of life about watching through windows?

We “people watch” as though people are on the other side of the glass: perhaps they too watch us. And please don’t tell me you resist the opportunity, at dusk while walking in the dusk light of the evening, to look through the windows of homes where the lights are on and the curtains are open. Facebook seems a window place. Weather, too, seems a window moment: we watch the weather from our kitchen window. Television augments the window experience with an entire weather providing a window on meteorology anywhere in the world.

Perhaps the most interesting window of all: when we frame a work of art.

 

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Step Inside

April 16, 2012

Step in?

Sure. Of course.

No, not into the studio. This is an invitation to step into the painting. That’s right, to explore from the inside as in a dream whilst colours flow and the image evolves. Then walk away when the painting is done. This is my experience everyday.

The painting now waits for someone else to step in. Someone who stops, looks, feels compelled to explore, and they step inside. Exploration becomes captivating.

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Jim Pescott lives and creates in Calgary, Alberta, Canada. He is an international contemporary artist: recently Jim’s work exhibited in the Salon 2011 held by the Societe Nationale des Beaux-art,  in France, at the Carrousel du Louvre, Paris. http://www.jimpescott.com   http://facebook.com/jimpescottpaintingsindots

 

In A Yellow Wood

March 13, 2012

Love to experience of a place like this whether during a hike or on a path within my thoughts. Colours, lights and smells rolled up in sensations as I pass through, carefully, not to disturb the essense of things.

People write about experiences like this. I paint them.

American poet, Robert Frost, wrote two roads diverge in a yellow wood” and somehow touches me as I paint. The spectre and foreshadowing all dwell within the trees as he continues reflecting.

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden back.

Wondering about trees in your world and what transpires for you.

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Jim Pescott is an international contemporary artist who lives and works in Calgary Alberta. To contact Jim directly about his paintings, or a project you think about, please phone 403-870-0591 or email him at paintwithdots@shaw.ca. His website is http://www.jimpescott.com

I paint on location and sometimes from photo sources. Often I paint from within.

The canvas was painted over a few hours while this Calgary artist listened to Blues through earbuds connected to Slacker Radio playing on my BlackBerry. I never look up: there is no question of what goes where or how something should be. Colours reached out from the palette. Everything unfolds in layers and layers.

The place feels familiar but it is no where I know exactly. I can show you where it is but it isn’t the same place.

When I paint from within it is very much connected to somewhere I’ve seen either in this lifetime, or perhaps, in another lifetime. Not sure.

Have you seen this place?

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Jim Pescott is an international contemporary artist who lives and creates in Calgary, Alberta. To contact Jim directly about his paintings, or a project you think about, please phone 403-870-0591 or email him at paintwithdots@shaw.ca. His website is http://www.jimpescott.com

If You Step On A Crack . . .

February 13, 2012

Remember the children’s rhyme about sidewalks, “If you step on a crack . . .”?

Recently, I overheard two youngsters share about stepping on shadows to see if the tree would howl. They were walking on a snowy trail under a bright sunny midday sky. Each shadow they approached was a gleeful opportunity to test what they knew must be true.

Did they really hear the tree howl?

This Calgary artist has painted many winter landscapes filled with light and shadows but I’ve never heard the trees howl. But next time I’m out painting in Fish Creek Provincial Park I will listen closely just to be sure.

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Jim Pescott is an international contemporary artist who lives and works in Calgary, Alberta. To contact Jim directly about his paintings, or a project you think about, please phone 403-870-0591 or email him at paintwithdots@shaw.ca His website is http://www.jimpescott.com

Raw Human Communication

January 26, 2012

Finding balance in life this week, for this Calgary artist, involves painting in my studio and seeking pathways of solution with my desktop. What I definitely know is computers are not empathetic. Not sure they are even kind. Painting is so much the opposite.

Over the years I’ve painted uncountable dots on what seems acres of canvas space and everything is always happy. My desktop has 3TB of space and declines to save an edited photo image of a painting because there is not enough space “on the card”. What?

So, the image of the painting with this blog is virtually uneditied. Actually it is a photo from my BlackBerry, not my Canon EOS 50D, that I emailed to myself hoping it would be useable without editing. Well, reasonably so.

Painting has no edit tools and no “are you sure you want to” messages. Mostly, painting is raw human communication.

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“Autumn Spirit”

September 14, 2011

Autumn started in earnest today where I live. Leaves changing into new colours as winds bluster them into the air. This canvas was impatient with me as I painted. “Hurry, hurry”, it was saying. And I knew this was because the sun was now melting everything away.