Pieces of my Heart

Pieces of my Heart    

Painting has become quite a journey for me. I don't know where art resides in a person other than in the heart. And, if nothing else, the experience of painting this piece has made that resoundingly clear.

 When I texted a photo of this painting to my sister, she said, "It reminds me of that painting that hung in your room when you were a kid.". I had to agree, but I didn't know why.

That painting was a copy (by our Great Aunt Alice) of a painting by Mary Cassatt.

We both agreed, it's something about her face that reminds us of this painting. Beyond that, possibly the use of pattern. Interestingly, that painting hung in my room until around the time I was a teenager when it was replaced by a copy my mom did of a Renoir. 

When I remembered that, it somewhat astounded me. The image of the flowing blue ballerina dress strikes me. 

I spent years staring at these paintings as I fell asleep. They are so much a part of me. They remind me of home, of my mother, of feeling safe. How interesting and comforting to find even the smallest connections to my art today. As if, somehow, pieces of my heart simply appear on canvas.

 

PS. This piece will be listed for sale on my website within a few weeks. Feel free to email me at bari at barijdesigns dot com if you are interested.

 

Comments

[Tamara]

1.

Well, WOW is all I can say. I don't expect you'll be selling this beauty, but perhaps you will be selling prints? If so, please please please sign me up. It is breathtaking...

[Amy]

2.

I just adore this painting!