Anita Schep
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“Art is not about the expression of talent or the making of pretty things. It is about the preservation and containment of the soul. It is about arresting life and making it available for contemplation.”
– Thomas Moore.
For me, art-making is a truly spiritual experience. I am transported to another world, of fluid oil paint, turps fumes, and the physicality of moving a brush across a blank canvas, transforming it into a vision of another place. I am a finite creator; creating with what has already been created. Whilst I cannot envision anything essentially new, I can at least have a new way of seeing old things.
Groups
Anita Schep is a member of 1 on 1: The Fine Art of Portraiture , Abstract Art, African Art and Photography, Art of the Middle East, Beige is death!, Black and White Photography, Both Sides Now, Children-The Power of Raw Emotion , Colour Me Vibrant Red!, Compassion, Courage & Friendship, Diptychs & Triptychs , Everyday Life, Fantasy Fine Art Composites, Feet First, Geelong Throng, Hands, Islamic Beauty, Kairos, Light Trails, Melbourne & Victoria, Mood & Ambience - Strictly Photos, Night Photography, Paris, Pencil Drawing (2 per 24 hrs), Requiem, Selective Coloring, Skyscapes, Spiritual Art, Street Photography and Photojournalism, Streetscapes, Symbolism in Art, The Eyes Have It, The Healing Journey, The Human Condition, TTV: Through The Viewfinder, Wedding Inspiration Group, Windows and Doors and à EUROPA!.
Journal Entries
Help!!
Posted 22 days ago, 10 comments so far.
See ya!!!
Posted 4 months ago, 11 comments so far.
Dont underestimate your influence...
Posted 7 months ago, 8 comments so far.
Indifference
Posted 7 months ago, 10 comments so far.
8 CALENDARS SOLD!
Posted 7 months ago, 6 comments so far.
thankyou...
Posted 8 months ago, 1 comment so far.
I found it!!!!
Posted 8 months ago, 2 comments so far.
SOLD
Posted 8 months ago, 4 comments so far.
RELIEF: the greater need
Posted 8 months ago, 3 comments so far.
Counting...1 down...
Posted 8 months ago, 6 comments so far.
Art
Writing
.orchestral.giggles.
Her laughter had the short, percussive sound of the pizzicato of a violin, highly strung, each individual vocal cord plucked with musical fingers.
O Jerusalem
The massive golden dome glimmered , shards of hope piercing corners of the street where children drew in th dust.
Emigration.
Frothing wild / Churning emerald / Sleepless lurching / Heavy hopes Unhappy sky / Broken clouds / Clinging future / Tossing throng Frantic wives / Crowded squarking / Vomit torrent / Tossing tid…
Colour Counterpoint
From the satiny darkness of a violet tunnel / Emerges a gentle flow / Of mossy orb and golden path Quiet meditation on the / Harmonies of emerald green / Rhythmic colour counterpoint / Intoxicating…
Wise Earth
The dampened / And muffled air / Entangled the monstrous trunk / And its grotesquely twisted arms / As they clawed heaven / with / Ornate fingers Regretfully / The beloved sky / Exuded its precio…
.green.absurdity.
A morning at the dentist…
