Showing posts with label deborah mills. Show all posts
Showing posts with label deborah mills. Show all posts

Saturday, October 3, 2015

It came to me in the middle of the night...
It was about three weeks ago and it hit me like a bolt of lighting where my painting have simple lines with trying to create action at the same time. I guess it laid deep in my psyche that back in the 80's I use to sell Keith Haring's work. 

The appeal was his simple figures that would dance across the canvas, always with an underlying meaning. His of course were more of a social standing and often times making a political statement. 

My work is soft at heart and doesn't need to make a point in life because I do that everyday as a reporter. 

The contrast of the written word and my paintings are miles apart but still close. I am not sure how to describe it best.

To best describe my work I say it is organic, primitive with everlasting meaning.

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

 My brother DiVoM proper noun David Vincent Mills
"providing audio to the visual"
On my Artist Reception on September 12
Finding my way through...
I am honored that my brother will be making the trek from Sedona to be apart of my special day of the Artist Reception held at the Super 8 in Ridgecrest. 

I knew at the age of two he had it. Music that is. I took lessons and could sight read but didn't have the feel. I remember one day he not being taller than a grasshopper in his PJ's with his little fingers hitting the notes on the piano. 

His ears perked up. He heard something I didn't and his face was a glow. I knew then he had it. He had the gift of music.

Come out and see he on September 12 at the Super 8 on China Lake Blvd. at 5 p.m. and explore his world and my world as brother and sister.

Be there or be square. 

To find out more about his music please visit his website at www.davidvincentmills.com

Sunday, July 19, 2015

The Protector
The Protector is the first painting I did and is inspired by the Petroglyphs that are found in the Canyon Coso Range. Recently transplanted here, actually a leap of faith brought me here as I am in the final stages of waiting to go to trial and have justice served.

The story behind the Protector piece which was painted on June 21, 2015 is really the new beginning of my healing process. Now I can sleep at night and haven't had any night terrors since I moved to Ridgecrest, California. 

The message from the Protector is the "v" at the neck, two voices bond together acting as one, representing two lives but with one voice. The two halves of one heart, one from each other, still connected but separate to the body and yet still grounded to the earth. The head is in the heavens.

The loss of Anthony is so deep that I have one memory in my heart and have to accept that the two halves will never be whole again on this earth. He is my Protector and has gotten me here today. I reside now in the high desert where the wind is magical and the sacred ground that I walk upon keeps me safe. I never thought I would land here but I did and I am all the better for it.

I think the symbolism speaks loudly in this piece. I am his voice, he is my heart. When doing this painting I just flowed with it and no sketch was done prior. It just came to me like the "W" that happens here.