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Entanglements Within

Britt — Sat, 06 Apr 2013 05:57:16 +0000

Despite the lack of postings here, I’m in the middle of doing some really wonderful and far more complex works than what I’ve been posting the past few years. That said, it’s a private world until it’s all complete. It may be a while before anyone gets to see the fruits of these labors. They will culminate into 25 large scale works. I’m working on #4 as we speak. In the mean time I’ll try to post some of the sketches I’ve been managing when I have the down time and have a need to express something completely different

Today’s is a portrait, I started a few weeks ago. One the things I love about human beings is how time and experience often display themselves across ones face. The character of a life lived is endlessly intriguing. But not everyones psyche emanates with ease, some simply have the look of entanglements within. I love these moments, they define the person, they are living history… the moments leading up to grand decisions. They show the wear and tear one is muddling through, and that it is in fact forcing their hand. I don’t like to see pain, but these reflecting moments are the very essence of our experiences. The experiential considering and weighing between our heart and brain is what makes us stunningly human. They also express ones depth, care and love. In a world where many are too busy running the hamster wheel while ordering coffee, it’s nice to see the voicing of real human experience in full swing. After all, that is when we are at our best.

This is messy and yet clearly compartmentalized, delineated and yet undefined… It’s man and the structure of being.

Entanglements Within © Britt Conley

Britt

One Fish, Two Fish…

Britt — Sat, 09 Mar 2013 15:14:36 +0000

I’ve been busy working on several large scale musical works. They are nearly 4 feet each and coming along swimmingly Despite the rather quick structural ease of each, the detailing is taking a couple of months. As with most musical composition, these have many parts ranging from the infinitesimal punctuations only intimately visible to grander pairings and coalesced groupings. Like the fish below, they are individual parts that create and propel the composition’s interplay. As for this fish, After spending hours and hours focusing on composing a symphony of graphite, it’s nice just to have a day off with a simple fish. Drew this while enjoying some tea by the fireplace at Starnucks. Yes, I said Starnucks. Spent the last hour back in the fray with my musical musings and loving it’s progress. Will grab the time to draw more of these smaller works over the next week and get them posted.

One Fish, Two Fish...

Britt

Reverie

Britt — Fri, 30 Nov 2012 07:38:14 +0000

Orchestrating a lot of ideas and pieces that are going into my current project. For months and months I’ve been working on individual pieces of a massive work. All sorts of test runs and problem solving, most of which I do in my head, seemingly quietly perhaps, for the onlooker, but symphonically bursting at the seams on the inside. If you see me tooling about looking a bit pensive or apparently blank… I’m more than likely considering this thing and that. As for today’s work… it about all the dreaming, thinking, tinkering… that goes these days.

Reverie © Britt Conley

Britt

Beakered Bliss

Britt — Fri, 23 Nov 2012 04:50:56 +0000

One of the beautifully lovely things about my current experimentations is that each piece feels like a perfectly beakered bit of bliss. Each work is a small player within a visual philosophic problem I’m attempting to find solutions to. This journey has been going on for some time. There are simply so many questions and so many solutions to explore.

Beakered Bliss © Britt Conley

Britt

Audile ecstasy, symphonic bound

Britt — Wed, 10 Oct 2012 12:10:16 +0000

Much thought went into this and the others of this series. I think I’ll just let it poise itself for flight and keep the thought behind this mum for a bit.

Extasis: audile ecstasy, symphonic bound © Britt Conley

Britt

The Excalibur

Britt — Mon, 17 Sep 2012 03:15:51 +0000

The Excalibur… the thing I love about it, is you know if you’re the one and probably know before hand Creating is very similar. When you have your own voice there is no need to stumble around looking and trying out various this and thats, you simply decided what to say and say it in the way only you can convey. Every great artist wield’s his or her own Excalibur.

The Excalibur © Britt Conley

Britt

Trance-posing Me

Britt — Sat, 15 Sep 2012 04:10:47 +0000

Today I sat at the piano and instead of working on someone els’s stuff, I worked on a piece I wrote on the drive in. Getting into the keyboard went exceptionally well and it really felt fluid, like sea water lapping over me. I can’t begin to tell you how much I love playing the piano despite having much to learn. Today’s lesson was learning that I can write what I hear and It doesn’t require too much hunt and pecking… playing ‘generally’ what I wish, feels beautiful. Still with much to do but, the process felt great. I see adding some composition time to my daily regiment. It should at least help my piano playing

Trance-posing Me © Britt Conley

Write!

Britt — Wed, 05 Sep 2012 05:24:05 +0000

I rarely create literal works but this one is gentle but nice reminder for a friend of mine to use his tremendous talent for the sheer purpose of adding to the progress of humanity. In other words, write for the sake of the piece itself and not for it’s final resting spot or viewer. Write or create so that the work lives at all. And frankly if you’re going to go to the effort, be amazing. No one cares how prolific you are, they care about whether or not you truly impacted them, whether or not you wield a powerful thought or directness of communication. Anyone can be gentle, or shocking for shockings sake, or just like someone else, but few can be truly unique. I heard a great quote of which I will paraphrase to suit my needs… , “You can’t beat __________ at their own game.” Write unlike any other. No one can beat you at being you. That is how you make your tremendous mark. All the greats share that. They are only themselves. Play, find your colorings, find what you are amazing at and make those moments tangible and when your done, present them well.

Curious to see if I get my own butt kicking back

Britt

Impetuous Potential

Britt — Mon, 03 Sep 2012 07:10:01 +0000

Down and Dirty. This is a quick and messy sketch that will need to be realized again on better and larger paper. Today’s drawing is a culmination of numerous circumstances that keep slamming my brain on occasion. Last night another stunning charismatic light left the earth. His name was Vance Bockis. Vance has left a gazillion fans who were inspired and mesmerizedby his amazing charismatic presence. He radiated impetuous potential. He had more charisma and true rock gist oozing from his being than Mick Jagger. Yet, he was not endlessly famous. What he was, was yet another sprightly and poignant soul that sparkled too bright and burned out too early. I say too bright, because those who can’t fizzle up and explode on the world have difficulty with those who can. I say too early, because he had no intention of leaving the planet and perhaps a life of excess made way for that very moment. Who knows.

What I do know is that I have spent many conversation with my best friend Jeff about the day we would let our potential out of the box and soar to upward and onward to all that was possible. Jeff up and died one night as I was left looking at his facebook green ichat icon until someone turned it off. I’ve spent the past two years sitting on the sidelines, watching life go by. A dear friend of mine lost his son recently to alcohol. Not an overnight issue, but a lengthy run that burned his liver out. His son was also a brilliant light that radiated the world. On the other side, my mother, who also left earlier than anticipated, never did reach her full potential or realize most of her dreams.

I am left absorbing the impact of all this mortality and wondering which is better, the impetuously spirited life that sparkles to a short lived run or the long decades of potentialized dreams always on the horizon? I have to go with the slow route, but am realizing there is little time left to sparkle. I spend an inordinate amount of time containing my impetuous potential… It has a personality all it’s own and wants to play, be and stay actualized. I on the other hand am complicated and wise and know better than to let my creative side run rampant. Yet here I am still not out there, shinning away and yet another star light has gone. I need a bit of Vance in me. I am packed full of impetuous potential but I am too good at keeping it at bay. I take it for a walk each night and have a drawing or two. I let it out only after I’ve done what the day requires. I wonder what would happen if I just let it out and kept on living? I wonder what that journey would bring. Creativity is like an animal all it’s own. It’s not something one simply uses like a tool. For me it’s a state of mind that burns a lot of energy and works fearlessly and with stunning agility. But it doesn’t co-exist well with the regular world of normal, job going folk and I think that is why I don’t let my entire life be as creative as it should be. I’ve been wasting a lot of time trying to show how normal I am. I’m going to wrap up all my left over back log of projects in the coming few months and let 2013 be the start of letting my impetuous potential sing. It’s been begging to my entire life. Perhaps it’s time to electrify and burst out of my self made box. Life is too short and I have so much more to give.

Vance, you were amazing and that is what we should all be. You did it right. You were you on fire. Thanks for reminding us all, it is possible.

Britt

Courtly Love

Britt — Sat, 01 Sep 2012 00:54:43 +0000

Courtly Love: a love worth the greatest efforts one has to give, the farthest wishes one has to hope for, and the greatest prize one can reach for. It is elegant, upstanding, demanding and life changing and all with the beauty and elegance of touch, grace and passionate scheming.

Britt