A few weeks ago, I needed to move to a new studio.
The ceiling of the previous one had collapsed suddenly!
I dread to think what could have been the consequences, as the sofa was under a huge slab of plaster and the floor was littered with lesser slabs.
So glad no one was there at the time.
Amazingly, none of my artwork was damaged either.
I think the ceiling must have come down in one big 'flumph' and puffed most of the artwork of the wall, so that it all landed, face down, on top of the pile of rubble. Quite extraordinary!
All they needed was dusting off.
Here's my Artist Statement from 8 years ago...I've just rediscovered it!
Pleased to see that it's still relevant to my Artwork today...
Artist, Maddy Moon Norris,
seeks to convey, through her artwork, the sense of a time when it was
the norm to honour and celebrate, not only, the Seasons, Nature and
Mother Earth, but also, Rites of Passage and Spirit of Place.
Circular, spiral and labyrinthine images have long beguiled her,
they permeate her thoughts, dreams and memories; suggesting
metaphorical links between past and present, physical and spiritual.
To her, these profound symbols are primal and archetypal, they
inform much of her work.
''Although my artwork is contemporary,
there is a deep sense of connecting
to the far distant past and the ancient
wisdom of the ancestors, which I
reinterpret and recreate in
ways that relate to us today.
This may involve some research, though
the final piece is intuitive.''
So, inevitably, there is a touch of the shaman within her work, which
hints at threshold, journey and ritual. Thus, lending it a certain primal,
She allows her intuition to lead...and she follows.
Strikes randomly and is a nightmare for Artists.
Inspiration, motivation and creativity, just gone... and without warning.
It can last a few hours, a few weeks, even a few months, and occasionally, a few years!
For me...it's been a few months.
However...(I have to whisper this, v-e-r-y q-u-i-e-t-l-y).
It's gone, just as suddenly as it came...
I've been contemplating restarting my Intuitive Art Sessions...?
RITES OF PASSAGE
"This is something that I've been concerned about for some time:
In our modern day culture,
there appears to be a distinct lack of ways in which to mark
Rites of Passage.
There comes, at certain points on the journey through life,
accompanied by an instinctual feeling that this should be remembered or celebrated in some way,
but which often remains unacknowledged within the
Below are some of the events, that I consider to be
Rites of Passage:
onset of menses
breaking of the voice
How about giving a boy, something like, a blue necklace, when his voice breaks?
As blue resonates with the thoat chakra.
There are bound to be other milestones on the journey.
Perhaps on a more personal level and which presage
a new phase in someone’s life.
Experiences that you may feel are just as important,
to you, your family or friends,
and should also be recognized”.
The title of this painting is...
"We are Stardust...We are Golden..."
I created it to honour the memory of our tall, gentle, laid-back, beautiful, golden dog ... Bernard.
He was an extremely big Lurcher and such a kind and loving boy.
He came to us from an animal rescue centre and was a with us for many years, until he was ready to go, at 13 years old.
This also honours all sighthounds who have, euphemistically, 'crossed over the rainbow bridge'.
It is said that... 'there are no straight lines in Nature.'
There are none in my Artwork either.
As I'm incapable of drawing a straight line.
They always undulate, to a lesser or greater extent.
Just as well, really, or I wouldn't be able to create the Spirals & Labyrinths that I love and mean so much to me.
Thought I'd 'just' give my website a 'smart new look'.
What could be simpler? After all, I built the thing, all on my own, in the first place. What could possibly go wrong?. . .Same words, same pages. . . Just cheer up the site, a little, with an easier to read font and lighter look.
My website had other ideas . . . It fought back . . .
Many days later, I surfaced. Battered and bloodied. But I think I won!
Recently, I flew back to the Uk, with my lovely daughter, Sam, who had been staying with us in Mojacar for about a month. I love having her around. She's so creative and good company.
I was on my way to attend a thee day course 'The Feminine in Art' at Newlyn School of Art, near Penzance, at the far end of Cornwall.
After all these years, I still felt constricted, in my artwork, by studying graphic design for several years at art school, in the 'late 60s.
My dream was to be a sculptor, but that was not considered to be a 'proper job'.
The course, in Cornwall, was inspiring and magical. As was our tutor, Kate Walters. I learnt unusual and wonderful techniques with watercolour that allowed me to shake off my constraints and to bring a kind of artistic freedom home with me.
Thinking about reorganizing my Studio ...
Tall cupboard; tool cupboards; drawers of stuff; work table; computer etc. will all be better in the small room.
Move ... easels; donkey; plan chest; books and sketchbooks; various shelves for brushes, mediums and associated equipment ... into the bigger room.
Big, gentle, loving, kind, laid back creatures and the love of my life, as far as dogs go.
Many dogs have come into our life - one at a time - over the years:
1 really selfish little Beagle
3 Irish Wolfhounds
and Bernard, our delightful Lurcher/Longdog.
All our dogs came to us as rehomers or rescues. With the exception of my husband's beagle, they came as a package love-me-love-my-dog.