Lindsey Carrell
Profile
I paint with oils and acrylics. I am inspired by dreams I have, the mystical elements of nature, and by interesting people. In most paintings I do I try to incorporate some aspect of my spirituality, which is the most important part of my life. My goal is to make paintings that help to heal and that depict the spirituality of nature.
I’m also known to write the occasional sappy sentimental poem, the least worst of which I have posted here for you to read if you can stomach it!
My favorite artists are Vermeer and Manet. Alex Grey and Nathan Spoor are my favorite living artists. If you are interested in spirituality and art then please read “The Mission of Art” by Alex Grey. It is an incredible book and I consider it my bible!
“There was never mystery,
But ‘tis figured in the flowers;
Was never discreet history,
But birds tell it in the bowers.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Let artists honor the values that make life worth living, that they might plant seeds of transformative power in the field of art. The mind of the artist should always be a stronghold of free will. May the mind of the artist find a home in the divine will.”
-From “The Mission of Art” by Alex Grey
Groups
Lindsey Carrell is a member of 1 In The Beginning - Ancient Practices, Abstract Art, Abstract Realism, All the Colors of the Rainbow, All Things Poetic, Prose, Philosophical., Art Inspired by Dreams, End Times, Fantasy Art, Fine Arts, Globes, Spheres and Curves, Graphic Scratch, Heart Art, Love & Romance , Mixed Media, Myths, Legends and Fairy Tales, Painters In Modern Times, Parallel Dimensions, Psychedelic Art & Design *TAG YOUR IMAGE!*, Remodernist Painters, SANATORIUM B, Spiritual Art, Surrealism, Symbolism in Art and Vibrant and Vivid Color.
Art
Writing
The Suprise Garden
Who like a plant expands? / Who grows steadily and as readily as leaves? / Static but always outward reaching / and sturdy roots / and yellow flowers, or orange, / or, of the sun whatever they are- / …
Birdy
My skin melds to the adhesive parts of your words / my legs twine through yours and your hands / fly like birds / building nests in my corners, lacing bits of shiny ribbon / through and through, / wea…
Untitled
Walking down the street I passed a man / the color of coffee and cream / he looked at me quickly, his eyes where black holes / unfathomable dark matter / condensing the light of an entire universe wit…
Gleaming, shining like a planet
You are an Earth-star you gleam demure / Venus simmers in your irises / I get glimmers when I look for it / of the light reflecting / from the planetary dew on your lids, / and I never could be sure /…
Untitled II
A man walking / carrying a gallon of paint / dressed all in fresh white / revels sweetly in his strength / He carries the paint can like it were a picnic basket / like it were an umbrella he’s s…
Flying Pisces
We could build such castles of cloud to / waft like sky-born seeds / we could tend such vaporous buds! / Who would mention the word foundation / to us? How could we even think it? / We’ll never …













