LIVING A CREATIVE LIFE
And Wherever You Go There You Are
Many years ago when living in Hawaii and California
I spent as much time as I could between “make a living” necessities
by painting Spiritual and ethereal paintings. I loved this realm and
the room with the door marked “infinite supply of images” in my inner most
being was a welcomed place to be.
At the encouragement of a friend, and a lifetime of courageous leaps
into the unknown, I decided to move to New Mexico. This of course, was quite
the detour from warm beaches, palm trees, and moisture, to a dry, and cold
though visually stimulating environment.
As I merged with the pinions, cedars, and sage, I noticed inspirations in the
forms of rusty metals and discarded items in the desert. It was 1990 and I began by
picking them up and putting them together in interesting ways. The first pile I
accumulated was mistakenly hauled off to the dump with other trash on garbage
pick up day but I continued anyway.
I never imagined making three-dimensional artwork before but was curious as to what
I could create using a totally different set of tools and I always knew that the infinite
supply of Spiritual images were always there anytime I wanted to visit.
The pieces grew larger and larger, from a tiny ornament to hang on a friend’s
car rear view mirror to eventually sculptures for a 5 star resort where some were
6ft tall and weighed over 100lbs.
One day as I was drilling and putting together one of my sculptures I burst
out laughing. Here I was, using different tools to create something totally different from the Spiritual images I was used to and as I stared at the sculpture I noticed that
the shapes of the piece I was working on, even though it was wire and rusty metal,
it still had the qualities that I had been expressing in the paintings.
One was made of paint and air (I had been an airbrush painter) and the other
with discarded materials found in the desert, but the energy in them was the same.
Both had a dedication to beauty that I love so much but they spoke two different
languages in that interpretation.
This reminds me of something that I many years later heard Deepak Chopra say…
“The self does not go, nor does it come, for space and time derive their meaning
from consciousness alone. Where can the self go? When all that is, is within it. If a
pot is taken from one place to another, the space within it does not move from one
place to another, for everything is forever in space”.
On some level I had been curious to see and experience something I had never
experienced before. Moving to New Mexico and making art from discarded materials
could not have been more opposite than painting Spiritual images in Hawaii and yet,
I had gone nowhere.
© Melissa Ireland
© Melissa Ireland