by Andrea Fedder | Dec 24, 2019
Sale Price of Original: R2100
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Inspiration image: artist’s own
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Possibly my favourite place in the world (of what I have yet had the privilege to see ) – the woods in Aurora, where I’ve spent many a Christmas wandering with my cousins and uncle. It’s weird for me to not be in the snow at this time of year, but I can go there anytime with the shutting of an eyelid or the flick of a paintbrush.
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I guess you can explore the whole world, every country, but once your heart has settled into places of love and family, they will forever be your favourites. Is that the definition of home – knowing where your heart feels at peace without needing to eliminate every other place? Probably also a clue to whom you decide to love…
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Frohe Weihnachten to you all and Merry Christmas to everyone celebrating tomorrow.
May you spend it with those you love and carry home in your heart always. 🌟
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by Andrea Fedder | Dec 6, 2019
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“On the mountains of truth, you can never climb in vain:
Either you will reach a point higher up today, or you will be training your powers so that you will be able to climb higher tomorrow.”
– Friedrich Nietzsche
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Inspiration : artist’s own and common licence photography
by Andrea Fedder | Oct 5, 2019
Ghost reasons are the whispers of dreams and desire in the dark of your soul that emerge when you are alone, in stillness. When we don’t heed our ghost reasons they fuse into treesons – betrayals of self-growth – that will haunt your soul until you make right by them.
Sale Price of Original: R1900
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Inspiration image: common licence
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When things settle and the heated business cools that’s when we hear the voices in a dark night of the soul.
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That’s when movement slows and all those pushed aside ghost reasons emerge.
The ghost reasons that call into your soul – to make manifest the intangible goings and growings on in your heart.
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When we don’t heed our ghost reasons they fuse into treesons – betrayals of self-growth – that will haunt your very soul.
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This painting is dedicated to anyone out there who cannot bear the whispers of their ghost reasons anymore – to say goodbye to the thing that you know in your bones is no longer meant for you takes immense courage. I’m sending you love and light.
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This painting is dedicated to my friend, my partner in kindness and chaos – you are gentle like water and as strong as its will, your way is soft and sensitive and you will carve your path, meandering and nourishing all along the way until you come to the place where you pool and saturate and can nourish slowly all that is ripe within you. You are my love. I will be your light.💙
by Andrea Fedder | Sep 19, 2019
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“Besides the noble art of getting things done, there is the noble art of leaving things undone. The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of non-essentials.”
– Lin Yutang
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📸 inspiration shot via @dinoreichmuthon Unsplash.
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Inspiration image: common licence photography & artist’s own
by Andrea Fedder | Jul 22, 2019
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I’ve landed in a strange place. It’s bitterly cold and full of doubt. My arms are so sore and hands so unsure, they feel ineffectual at giving warmth much less holding a paintbrush.
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This quote came up on my Chrome Momentum background yesterday (a pretty cool app for beautiful photography, words of wisdom and focused To-Do listing)
“Until you cross the bridge of your insecurities you can’t begin to explore your possibilities” – Tim Fargo.
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And well, I think I’m there.
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At one point during painting this one I really hated it – like so much my heart ached. I just wanted to stop and slapdash finish it and be done. But something about the cold pain in that quote made me stay. I put on a YouTube track for music for anxiety and tried to slow myself down, painting with more care rather than less… as though the ice on every branch mattered.
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Then amid all the winter-wondering I wondered: does the patience and love we are able to give to our craft or creation correlate in some way to how much we love ourselves? Is that why I want to rush it? *because* I’m aching?
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I imagined the me who was hurting and feeling all this strange cold inability as a little girl and the me who could paint as an adult sitting in a room with her. Even though I couldn’t just magic her hurt away, I knew I wouldn’t just leave the room and close the door on her. I would sit with her. And I guess that’s why I carried on painting. Towards the end I found some love for this little winter wonderland after all…
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But I’m definitely feeling the storm coming…
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Inspiration: common license photography
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