Garden Party Inspires Wearable ART!

On Tuesday I painted the garden party at Mary Claire’s.

Wednesday shimmering hydrangea blooms, striped parasols, and wet winged butterflies fill my studio on hand painted rayon and poly crepe de chine. The garden party morphed into a collection of fabrics!

In high school I block printed fabric to make my own clothing. Sewing the first yard to create an off-the-shoulder top, I feel like a girl again.

Now I see EVERY painting as fabric. I hardly know where to begin! Perhaps you’ll tell me where you would start?

Wet Winged Butterflies

Butterfly Top
Butterfly Top in Warm Fusion, Cool Fusion is show above, available in rayon or soft Jersey, See ordering info>

Butterflies symbolize transformation. Metamorphosis, caterpillar dissolves to leave a wet winged butterfly emerging from her cocoon.

Hanging on the edge where one can see the sun and dark cocoon simultaneously, I’ve laced the wet winged butterflies with layers of energetic lines that change as you move in the light.  I Call it Butterfly Fusion.

Impossible to photograph, you’ll have to wear it to experience the full holographic effect. You’ll find them in my Online Trunk Show this summer only.

Morphing Art > Fabrics

Wearing my heart on my sleeve, I painted A Lily Pond of My Own triptych before I went to Tuscany. Now I’ve printed it on soft stretch Jersey and sewn it into a short kimono jacket with lime faux suede trim.

A Lily Pond of My Own

Dorothy Fagan fabric designer
Wearing my ‘art on my sleeve, the kimono jacket is created with fabric designed with my painting, “A Lily Pond of My Own!” See more like this in my online trunk show>

Here’s what the painting looks like. Three separate panels create a triptych mural, or each stands alone as a vertical 40″ x 30 oil painting.

So a top can be fashioned from any of the paintings.

ALilyPondofOwn, triptych mural
A Lily Pond of My Own triptych mural, 40″H x 90″L, oil on canvas, See more photos and pricing info>

Something’s Blooming

For example, here’s the top created from the center panel, Something’s Blooming.

Something'sBloomingTOP
Something’s Blooming Top, hand painted rayon or poly crepe de chine, See Pricing>

Hydrangea Heaven

Hydrangea Heaven Top, hand painted rayon or poly crepe de chine,
Hydrangea Heaven Top, hand painted rayon or poly crepe de chine, See purchase details>

Goddess Rising

My granddaughter Fiona was in the studio last week. “Is it a woman or a landscape?” she wanted to know.

I wrote about How I Discovered the Woman in the Mountain , but believe I stopped short of publishing the painting. It really is my favorite.

Goddess Rising Top in hand painted rayon or poly crepe de chine, See purchase info>
Goddess Rising Top in hand painted rayon or poly crepe de chine, See purchase info>

Goddess Rising is me trusting the Creator to take control of my life and painting. It’s what I learned from my Tuscan family, letting the colors seep into everyday life.

I really like her hat, as it feels like my head ~ filled with more ideas than I know what to do with!

And I like that trusting means flexing my faith muscle over and over again, each time I sigh and let go of the notion I need to know anyway.

Peace!

Happiness Grows Between the Cracks

A wonderful weekend with my sister-in-law is still giving me smiles every time I think about our couple of days at the beach together. I don’t get to see her very often, yet she doesn’t feel far away at all.

HappinessGrowbetween the cracks
Happiness Grows Between the Cracks, Mixed Media Fusion on panel, 12 x 16

Happiness Grows Between the Cracks

Happiness Grows Between the Cracks

I started this painting that weekend as we were watching the sun set. She wandered along the water’s edge, while dashed out a few notes on these flowers catching the last light. Then we went to dinner.

It’s been over 6 months ago, yet the warmth I felt there is still aglow. You can see it in the shapes and rhythm of the flowers and their shadows in this painting.  To me the flowers feel like joyful dancers, as puppets in the sunlight playing with their shadows.

The title? It just came to me. I guess I finally let it in!

 

How Inspiration Sprouted from a Week at the Beach

INSPIRATIONAL SHORT STORY

It all began with Happy Dance  ~ how I felt after three days at the beach with my sister-in-law!

I painted at sundown on our last night. Two weeks later …

Potted Joy
Potted Joy

inspiration grew from a seedling into a prolific garden


This week it spread to a whole garden of dreams.

Sundown at the beach
Sundown at the beach

I painted this small plein air painting at sundown on our last night at the beach. 

Happy Dance by Dorothy Fagan copyright 2016
Happy Dance, prints available

When I returned home, I kept fiddling around with all the paintings. This one kept niggling at me to paint it large. Finally, I consented to give it a try.

I prepared a 30 x 40 inch canvas with light terra cotta primer. Then washed the colors of Happy Dance in loosely. Strokes of happiness bottled up inside spewed across my painting.  

I grabbed a twig of willow charcoal and drew back into the wet paint, gently coaxing the color into form. 

Potted Joy by Dorothy Fagan copyright 2016
Potted Joy, prints available

Potted Joy? Did I know I was potting my joy? or that the pots symbolized anything at all? No!

I just felt it the urge to paint it. Like an itch, I had to do something about it so I picked up a brush and let loose.

prolific garden of paintings sprouted from it. I had no idea that following this urge to paint would create a wondrous and joyful container garden!

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