Artists Transgressions

Artists Transgressions

The title of a live blindfolded painting

 

Oh to paint live and blindfolded, just going by instinct and the pure spontaneity of the movements of the artist as the brush, pallet knife and body touch the canvas.

I have experienced such a feeling of freedom, throwing caution to the wind in the movement of the classical music within thine ears as it takes me to a place of pure serenity, such blissfulness that can not be described into words!

I truly enjoyed performing live on the same stage as 

Eight Generation Theatre Company

Open Air Painting

Open Air Painting Sessions Sept/1/2012 and Sept/2/2012 9:00am both days Bank and Laurier Ottawa Ontario

NAKED,NAKED,NAKED

PATRICK YOU THE MAN At Naked,Naked,Naked Patrick you guessed it... Patrick John Mills got his groove on with one of the ladies and tared up the gallery floor, he also kicked up some dirt in the dance pit in the yard..Good times, good times, let's all live the dream!

Always a cloud with a silver lining!

Their is always a cloud with a silver lining, so they say. But with some regret we in Ottawa have to say ado for Patrick John Mills events are gone but not forgotten and will stay etched within our minds and hearts!
    Things are not entirely lost for we still have hopes and dreams, such as Patrick. We will all come to terms with this city's policies of enforcing bylaws within our communities. As sad as it may be, people hopefully will become aware of how important the arts are to our communities past and future. Yes the city bylaw authorities were doing their job but to what gain to a pees one or two tax payers, whom were to cowardly to try to come to a better conclusion. Where is the silver lining you maybe asking, well if you know Patrick Mills at all, the dream is not dead. The heart and soul are still alive, I'm sure the show will go on!

Anticipation!

The Mail Order Bride

Anticipation of the biggest art party was upon us as we rushed around all in a glee like frenzy just as children do on Christmas it just can not come to soon for the fun and pleasurable moments to come We all rejoice for it was better than Christmas, for we all enjoy the most beautiful of gifts, the greatest of presents art art and more art in so many forms to celebrate art, thanks to everyone , I can not possibly mention all the names so thank you one and all!

Contemplation Over Coffee

contemplation over coffee I just ventured from art supply store and joined in coffee with friends which was going to only be a one coffee day for me! I stayed on after for another one and started contemplating, which  can be self destructive at times... Well-defined association of the physiological analogies is not one of my strong suit, so like any self respecting individual I stop thinking negatively and start thinking about the positive side of life!

PATRICK JOHN MILLS GALLERY: Getting Ready for Opening of Naked Naked Naked

PATRICK JOHN MILLS GALLERY: Getting Ready for Opening of Naked Naked Naked

Me, Myself and I

I know that it seems as though artists are always doing self portraits, why not. I feel at least in my case it is an issue which requires one to look onto themselves as a continual study of self awareness and finding that innermost person that one can hopefully live with. Me, Myself and I is a 3 dimensional portrait of myself. The perplexities of the piece is self evident, using the wire justices some sort of truth my own personalized dilemma we call life, my life.

apology of neglect

An apology of neglect ia needed on my part for having not keeping in touch through my blog. Well-defined ideas are rather difficult on a regularity basis, keeping it alive and fresh is not always that simple. Okay, I'm aware that I'm boring you people! Moreover I'm not really within the realm of leading an exciting life, except or my artwork, just a plain ordinary man. So forgiveness is inorder. As for my artwork it is going to be a great month, you can catch a glimpse of me painting up a storm at Patrick.John Mills Gallery at naked naked naked party on June 16th and catch the opening great line up.

The painting that's not done?

The painting that's not done?
Without any forethought this particular painting sort of done itself, I feel that the paint was guiding me. The watercolor paper began to be distressed as the palliative strokes began to take shape. The question is this painting really done or is there more work to do, I had not made a decision for I was to physically drained.

The ill hearten artist the beginning!

Here is the sculpture I'm currently working on. Although i never give a piece of art a title until completed, for this one I broke my golden rule.When I saw this muffler on the side of the road, could not resist the temptation
to bring out the new welding torch!

The Fiscal & Emotional Pain (Ill Of Health)

Ill health is not a topic of great, nor true subjective form of discussion amongst the dinner table or social gatherings but people do! The subject of ill health is the threshold of a new body of work I'm continuously
expanding on, my way of expressing and hopefully evoke an awareness of this issue.For now I will not go into a long discussion on this topi, but forewarned some of whats about to be seen are images...
Well just say not for everyone's eyes!!!  

ARTIST P.GREENE: What is art to an Artist...

ARTIST P.GREENE: What is art to an Artist...

What is art to an Artist...

What is art to an artist...
             Keep in mind that this is just my own opinion, despite I'm sure some do have about the same opinion, what is art but an obsession that can drive oneself crazy and near to the brake of death both figuratively and literally. The problem is how do we as artists find our artistic voice, well the answer lies within and we never know if and when it will emerge for creating the next great master piece is always within us. So the compulsiveness to create that master piece consumes our minds and our lives. How do we deal with it, well we go on creating with the knowledge that all the while we are exposing ourselves!

Sunny Sunday...

Despite being a little out of the weather, nature was calling me... I was not going to be deprived of this moment of time to capture a glimpse of it! With paint brush and knife in hand I started concurring the craving to capture the light bouncing off the thick of the land I could hear the soft winds blowing as it danced around the trees... I could see only the reflections of the light, so just as a conductor directs the orchestra I felt my brush and knife touching the paint, then onto the surface of the panel where the moment will be etched for the future... moreover it was a beautiful sunny Sunday!

Urban Faces

www.blogger.com/">Urbanization is what we are unfortunately surrounded by!
Urban faces is the title of this piece, which is the perfect name.
If we could see all the faces associated with each and every city building, just imagine the faces of past present and future?

Although without the ability of speech, tell the unknown stories about the experiences of both buildings and humans associated with this urbanization of man. The faces emerging with the wounds of life, both building and people a like.

The breakfast of an Artist

The Breakfast of an ARTIST

THE breakfast before me is the meal I like to have before going out on (session of Plain air painting). After all breakfast is the most important meal of the day!
My breakfast of champions ( This artist) consists of quail eggs, vegetable hashbrowns and a hot beverage of coffee or tea.
Yum,Yum let's eat!!

Ah, Vincent My Brother In Art

Ah, Vincent my brother in art
You make me tear up within thy heart and within thine eyes the life of sorrow and dis-pair that
caused you to take a life your own life such beauty the obsession of art such a tight link between 
us wrapped up within the winds of time although so many years between the day the month you 
shot yourself July 27th the day of my birth but not in years I ponder am I and question 
 reincarnation is it possible

by Patrick S. Greene 

Jan,1st, 2012