I spent the past 7 years in an artsy community, where there were “openings” at galleries, and “readings” at galleries, bars, houses. And I will not lie–I didn’t get it. Anyone I went to undergrad or grad school knows that I did not do one reading of my own work until the thesis readings, which were required to graduate. I will say that I enjoyed seeing and hearing the art that my colleagues and friends created, but I will say again, I didn’t always get it.
But I found something–someone–I get.
I get Natasha Wescoat. I get her art. I love her art. She won me over with her “Jeweled Trees” series in 2004, right when I starting to my second year of college, and I was looking madly for art containing trees. As soon as I saw her paintings, I wanted to live in them.
They were everything that I thought was beautiful. They still are. The colors, composition, content, everything is gorgeous to me. Natasha does everything that keeps me interested in an artist. I can recognize her work. I look forward to the new things that she’s doing. And every time I look at one of her paintings, I see something different. She also streams her painting, and nothing against Bob Ross, but this is much more interesting.
I follow Natasha on twitter, and won a free print from here. I chose this:
I’ve actually begun building my bedroom around this painting. So thanks for that, Natasha. 🙂
Check her out at http://www.natashawescoat.com. She’s pretty amazing.