S_V_H Chopin Valse Op.64, No.2 image2

Chopin’s Valse.  There was a commercial today on the TV where there was a scene in a studio with the artist saying that he did not know where the inspiration comes from but all of a sudden it just appears. Not a quote but similar.   Surprised, that caught.  There has been discussion in this blog and the artist has spoken to others about not knowing where it comes from and suddenly there was that deep artist meaning being commercialized on TV?

Seeing that commercial  reveled a truth about this art: it is a lie it is not all about the inspiration.  It is never there at the end and barely starts that way.  Just look at this image and the previous one.  Wow, there is a difference.  And guess what it just did not just happen.  It is work.  It is standing back and saying, this sucks. And it is then about trial and a lot of errors.  That is where things are still, with this work.  The current feeling is that there is too much green.   No matter what colors where put down, last night, to cover that upper green strip, above the imaginary Staff, nothing worked. It was all washed off, over and over again the rag was rinse clean of paint.

Stick inspiration but stick with the discrediting  of it just happens.  It does not, it is a job, it is work, and it is just fine that way.  Did not Thomas Edison say 10 percent inspiration 90 percent perspiration?  True, it starts with a feeling for the music and a colors that seem interesting.  If that is inspiration, OK that works.  But, after applying the first colors the feeling melts  from the dream world, down the drain, to the reality world of what the hell are you doing, and how can this work be saved.  That is when the truth begins to show up in the paint.  Like the truth the artist paints have many layers.

Scott Von Holzen

Vivaldi Spring Allegro image1

First close in image of a new painting that is 12 inches by 6 feet in length. It is very small, but cute work, that will appeal to the feminine mind with its pastel leaning.  A color shift in the pallet was just needed no mater, to open up, clear things up and put stuff in order:  Kinda like the results of taking the garage curbside every Tuesday.

Scott Von Holzen

Chopin Nocturne Op 9 No1 image21 final

Closeup image of completed work. Full image available at www.scottvonholzen.com.  There have been thousands, of thousands, of more thousands of brush strokes.  Already the last stoke has been blended into all the rest and like the rest they have all drifted out of memory and into a finish work.  Another thousand could have been place, and some could have had their effort made know, but there are only so many thousands left and it was time to take the brush in a different dab.

Chopin’s Nocturne Op.9 No.1 image 20

Partial image close up.   This work is nearing completion hopefully this weekend.  There is a feeling, an attachment that should comfort the next owner.  They can stare close, and gently touch the surface knowing how lucky they are to be at the moment again. There is a bond that will never be greater then now, and whoever has the next now will know the moment, a bit, a thought, a time, what it  feels to be there, and closely move among the paint, eyes wide open.

Scott  Von Holzen

Chopin’s Nocturne Op.9 No.1 image 19

Close up image of some of tonights work.  It is a comfort that is hope for, as the consensus is beginning to form.  It is a realization that the end is near, near which is never clear, just near being good enough.   It is the desire to let go, to let it all out, knowing the restraints are present to guide the results.  The canvas never lies, nor reveals itself to prove the point.

Scott Von Holzen

Chopin’s Nocturne Op.9 No.1 image 18

Close up first 6 feet of painting.  It seems that in time a closeness develops and a guidance begins then growths and keeps edging forward.   Is it the willingness to except that is involved, or the growth of a quiet understanding that becomes more difficult to be shared.  That is the question that is the face of great art.

Scott Von Holzen

Chopin’s Nocturne Op.9 N0.1 image 17

There is never a quest for perfection.  It is never methodical in the progress.  It is never predictable.  And yet it is so human in that there is some perfection, some consistent methods, and just a little predictability. IT is like the actions in everyday life with its denials,  justifications, and compromises.

That is what makes it art.

Scott Von Holzen

Chopin’s Nocturne Op.9 No.1 image 16

Small update with the photo showing about 6 feet of the canvas.  This is a difficult canvas.  Sometimes it appears that different combos of colors are placed just to challenge the following days  efforts.  Maybe it is practice.  Maybe it is what art is: a slow awakening to what has to be done, no matter what is first thought, hoped, believed to be, or wanted.  It is the wanted that gets in the way the most.

Scott Von Holzen

Chopin’s Nocturne Op. 9 No.1 image 15

Close up image of this 12 foot canvas.   This work has been filed under the Tag of Art, but there is a wondering…….hum?…there seems to be a considerable amount of blogging to this Tag that may have little to do with ART.   Yet, something to consider is that maybe what has been defined in the past as Art, is quite different from what appears, or wants to appear as current Art today on this Art Tag.  Really, a closer look is required which may reveal some obscure but artful meaning to many of these postings, but so far it has been a bad read.  More scanning and more thoughtful questioning will be required before moving on that hopefully may not be necessary.

Scott Von Holzen

Chopin’s Nocturne Op.9 No.1 image 14

This is a close up of the first section of this canvas. Let’s get creative, and let the colors fly. That is what was stuck with this work until it just made its feeling known. So here we go. Its is difficult to articulate how creative decisions are made, it happens when the wall is up, and there is only one solution and that is to go through it. Every time, go through it, with every work, through every frustration, for the alternative is not going to happen. Not this time.

Next post will be Sunday Night.

Scott Von Holzen