Lindsey Carrell

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Lindsey Carrell
Name
Lindsey Carrell 
Age
22
City
Missoula
Country
United States
Joined
Apr 2008

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

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 …

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