My Paintings for 2019

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My favorite painting experiences were the portraits of frankd robinson.  I broke through fears about portraits and how to paint disability.  Turns out it’s like painting anything else, takes time, imagination and a bit of magic.

https://joymurray.com/2019/09/04/something-about-your-light/

https://joymurray.com/2019/05/04/an-homage-to-frankd-robinson/

My next show, in March of 2020, will be called “Shards of Color and Other Broken Things.”  Bodies in transformation will be a large part of the show.  I’ll be showing with other artists as well, so I look forward to that.

I continue to treasure the support I get from my blog followers, my facebook friends and my patrons.  Thank you and may the new year bring us all the things we need and all the things we love.

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Evergreen Duo

I have been experimenting with making a kind of monoprint, where I paint one layer on a canvas, then smush it onto another.  I put the paint on thickly, but some of it dries before I make the transfer.  So I paint more on the printed one, then smush them together again.  I did many layers on this one, and though it didn’t turn out as textured as I wanted, I think the two of them have a nice winter forest look.  I made them look different, and put a bird on each one.

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Evergreen Forest 1, 8×10″, acrylic on canvas by Joy Murray
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Evergreen Forest 2, by Joy Murray

They’re distinct enough alone, but they also look good hung together.

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I’m going to play around with different papers and supports for this technique.  It’s a fun way to find new ways paint can be used.

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The Altar in my Soul

The Altar in my Soul

a prose poem by Joy Murray

I built an altar in my soul for you.  I adorned it with things you made, things I made, dried flowers, sea shells, stones, vessels and wishes.  The altar has infinite space because I built in my imagination where there are no limits.  The sacred space grows til I can no longer grasp it all.  I conjure you up.

There is a meadow of wild flowers, so bright with color that we are silenced by the beauty as we walk hand in hand.  There is a pavilion built on a pier over dark waters.  We dance there.  We shed our broken bodies and slip into a shared dream, dancing alone, twirling together.  You are so close to me, then you are so far away I can’t see you.

I know you’ve gone back to your real life.  The one I have no part in.  The one where you work so hard to survive the illness you don’t deserve.

I sit with this altar in my wheelchair.  I pour water for the ancestors onto parched ground and wonder which of us will be among them first.

I light all the candles in my soul and roll into my day, knowing in my sad old bones how far away you’ll always be.

I wheel my way into my life, awed by the strange, broken beauty that colors all of my days.

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She never knew what to make of her own unraveling, by Joy Murray

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I Love You

I love you.

Three over-said words, often not really meant.  But when someone you love says it to you, sincerely, they are the most powerful words.  I’m talking about platonic love, the love of friendship, the love of someone who you connect with, someone who you feel is one of your adjacent pieces in the puzzle of life.  Click.

This love doesn’t invite you into a bond, instead it sets you free.

Suddenly, all the cracks you have in your broken heart have a purpose — they allow your heart to expand, fill up with sweetness — your heart will not stop expanding.  You understand the truth about love — that the more you love, the more love there is.  Not just for you, but for everyone.

More love means more understanding, more healing, more connection, more life.  It’s like an iron infusion for anemia.  Your strength to love others grows when someone loves you.  All the wobbly and frail parts of your soul get reinforced.

You strengthen.

You can even say I love you, too.

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Thank you for the space you hold in your heart (for me). Collage by Joy Murray

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