Although my schooling started in Australia, my understanding of literacy commenced when learning American/ US English at night school in Europe and then British UK English when re settling into my Australian – British UK schooling again.
It was in Australia when I realised (realized) that Grey is Gray as well!
Mix Black with White and we have Grey/ Gray!
I Like The Colour Grey… Why Do People Find It Confusing?
Personally, I do not find Grey confusing
Grey or Gray is a versatile ‘include me’ anywhere colour/ Color in Paintings – decor or even attire!
Grey, may be a prominent Stand Out colour
Grey, may be a Blend In – Shade In – Fade In with the rest Colour
What a lovely colour it is!?
Grey, is an interesting mix of colour, so much so, that when I paint, artwork or look at Gray, it is a ‘malleable’ colour
My Luxury Paintings often feature the colour – color – – Grey – Gray
At one of my Art Exhibitions of Paintings, an Art Viewer/ Admirer turned to me with; ‘You make Grey look Beautiful’. Humbled by the delightful remark and glad that someone likes my usage of Grey, I had that ‘Yea!’ moment
We all Like and Love a Fantastic Outcome! It makes us Feel – Happy! Hence one of my mottos “Happy Art!”
Before any outcome though,
There is Preparation The ‘Feel’ and Go – To – The – Journey – of – The Painting!
Allow me to explain…
Painting is not a sporting race, sometimes though, it is a race against The Paints’ drying time!
Speaking, or writing of time… Over time, I have developed my own Rhythm into my unique Artistic style MHAngelis Painter – Marisa Angelis – Artist. This is how it is, this is who I am, a Professional Painter Artist
‘Greedy’ for Paint, To Paint, To Create Colour – Lots and Lots of Colour or Color (depending on the spelling you relate to)
‘Relate’ Now that I am here and you have come this far…
This reflects in and throughout my Paintings and Artwork
Many times throughout my career, I have been asked if I use paint colours directly out of, tube, container, jar or bottle?
For those of you who are wondering, my answer is No 🙂
I always mix my paint Colour
I am often complimented with;
“Your work is very Colourful”, “I like the Colours You Use”, “You use really nice Colours”, “you definitely know how to mix and blend Colour”, “You know how to match Colours well” and many other wonderful ‘pick ups’ on/ Of my Artwork!
“Great!” I say to myself, they saw it, they picked up on my Colour Expression !!!
It Is Joy From My Soul That Pours Into Paint Colour That Mixes, Blends And Shades Into My Work Of Transforming Art Into My Final Product Of Fine Luxury Paintings…
My beautiful late Pappou/ Grandfather, was a Greek islander of Anatolian descent. His professions included; Saddler, Farmer, Market Gardener, Soldier and Army Cook, Soap Maker and Distributor during the great depression and a Butcher’s Apprentice. Pappou was a champion Backgammon player and above all a Kind Gentleman as remember by many and those who loved and knew him.
After my Grandparents married they helped raise and support my grandmothers’ three younger siblings and her young widowed mother who outlived my Grandfather. Later in life, my Great Grandmother informed me that my Grandfather was an angel.
Whilst in the army, a fellow Greek ship accidentally blew up my Grandfather and his platoon, mistaking them for the enemy. My Grandfather and a fellow soldier the only two survivors had to bag body parts.
My late Grandparents’ love for each other, was so strong that before the news broke out about the blast, my late Grandmother was on her knees, newly wedded and praying that her husband would be safe.
Amongst his pets Pappou had Tzak, the dog, many cats, horses, donkeys and goats.
Towards the end of the war, Pappou, learnt to converse in Italian with a small group of Italian soldiers, swapping goods for goods, so that he could carry out his soap making.
Immigrating to Australia my Grandparents became Australian. Proud to be Hellenes/ Greek, excited and anxious to commence their new life in Australia. They had a cat which was very playful, a lot of fun and always performing tricks. Pappou worked extremely hard on the South Australian railways and later in a factory, was self sufficient, cooked and carried out many chores, kept a huge garden of vegetables, herbs and fruit trees; including one of my favourites, wild Cherry trees!
When Pappou planted a wild cherry tree in our backyard and it started growing… I would go to the tiny non fully grown cherries, pick them…. Hold the miniature cherries in my hand and squeeze them, as I watched the liquid cherry reddish/ purplish colour, rush and run all over my hand and so my excitement, my inspiration for liquid colour – Paint began at an early age! I noticed how the liquid stained my hand and started rolling it around on my skin – ‘Wow’ !
“Marisa, leave the cherries to grow so we can eat them…” But little did dad know, what I had discovered!
When I was a toddler Pappou would sit me on his knee and I would play with his orange beaded komboloi/ Komboloyee, Greek ‘happy’ pass time beads. Many years later, I found one of the orange komboloi beads tossed in my late Grandparents garage and knew that Pappou was ‘talking’ to me. One bright orange bead –
“Yiassou (Hello) Pappou!”
Pappou’s komboloi of beads, was my creative embedding for designing and creating beaded Luxury Necklaces / Jewellery – Jewelry!
Whenever my father tried to renovate; repair windows with putty, little fingers followed – I was a crafter from way back!
Sorry dad! You had to re apply everything twice – maybe even three times!
I’d follow and watch dad making, fixing, building, growing, nurturing everything!