paint·er·ly adj.
1. Of, relating to, or characteristic of a painter; artistic.
2. a. Having qualities unique to the art of painting.
b. Of, relating to, or being a style of painting marked by openness of form, with shapes distinguished by variations of color rather than by outline or contour.
(http://www.thefreedictionary.com/painterly)
Most of my clothes have become painterly. My bathtub, my kitchen, my whole home, my entire life displays painterliness. Even my cats are painterly when they get too close to a palette or wet paint if I'm not watching.
Paint is my friend, and if I had to choose, I'd choose paint over any of you. Together, paint and my intentions create things that, even though I've been doing it most of my life, I'm not sure I fully understand.
My paintings are my children, an expression of myself that I send out into the world to interact with others. I am proud and sometimes embarrassed by their existence, but I make no apologies.
Each of my paintings contains a piece of my soul. In each, no matter how big or small, how successful or shoddy, I conspired with the brushes and paints and surface to Make Something. And that's important to me.
Painting is meditative, therapeutic, exciting and calm. And necessary. It is necessary for me to do, and necessary for me to bring into the world.
Because I'm a painter.
-Angi Shearstone
1. Of, relating to, or characteristic of a painter; artistic.
2. a. Having qualities unique to the art of painting.
b. Of, relating to, or being a style of painting marked by openness of form, with shapes distinguished by variations of color rather than by outline or contour.
(http://www.thefreedictionary.com/painterly)
Most of my clothes have become painterly. My bathtub, my kitchen, my whole home, my entire life displays painterliness. Even my cats are painterly when they get too close to a palette or wet paint if I'm not watching.
Paint is my friend, and if I had to choose, I'd choose paint over any of you. Together, paint and my intentions create things that, even though I've been doing it most of my life, I'm not sure I fully understand.
My paintings are my children, an expression of myself that I send out into the world to interact with others. I am proud and sometimes embarrassed by their existence, but I make no apologies.
Each of my paintings contains a piece of my soul. In each, no matter how big or small, how successful or shoddy, I conspired with the brushes and paints and surface to Make Something. And that's important to me.
Painting is meditative, therapeutic, exciting and calm. And necessary. It is necessary for me to do, and necessary for me to bring into the world.
Because I'm a painter.
-Angi Shearstone
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