You might already know that I’m an author with over 1.2 million copies of my work in print. You may know me from the store that once bore my name and ran for a solid 7 years in downtown Seattle. Maybe you’ve been around since my early days of blogging and designing jewelry, or when I was a musician and did graphic design for other musicians. And maybe you found me here through the podcast I’ve been running for the last 6 months. I couldn’t have pursued any of these careers without my roots in fine art. And now, I’m returning back to my original inspiration and personal fuel: Painting.
“Sunset Orb” - Shop
Where did my love of art begin?
I grew up in a rural village of 400 people in England where my parents escaped to after getting sick of the superficiality of life in Southern California. My mom is a kooky, creative soul who has a degree in Literature with a minor in Studio Art. She had an incredibly traumatic childhood and I suspect, she wasn’t just drawn to art because of her father’s architectural drawing influence (her papa died suddenly when she was 16), I think she needed it as a reason to keep going, a self soothing tool, a way to process grief. Through out my childhood, she used her creativity to make something special out of nothing. My fondest memory of one of her creations was the perfectly to scale barbie tent that she made out of a plastic bag and straws. She showed me that no matter your means, art is accessible if you just get creative.
“Pollen” - Shop
My dad has always been passionate about art, but is more of an observer, onlooker, collector and critic. He too grew up with a dad who was creative. My paternal grandfather did cartoon work, which is the opposite type of art my dad is drawn to. Those two men could not be more polar opposite. I grew up with a very sensitive, poetic, stoic dad, and he grew up with a charmer of a dad, a football guy who rarely said I love you. What I learned from my dad was to truly see art and stories behind and within them, to feel into them, to speak a visual language. Where I think my mom’s creativity and self-soothing is in the output of art my dad’s is in the intake. He is the decorator of their home, the designer. And my mom adds in her pizazz in her wild and wacky ways.
“Spring’s Portal” - Shop
My input and output of art:
I exist in an artistic internal state at all times. It’s a mix of chaos and containment, cerebral structure and intuitive flow. I always have something I could create or share, I always have something I would like to process in a new and artistic way, from grief to joy and any feeling in between. I’m drawn to graphs and grids just as much as I am drawn to the ever changing state of water and clouds. I love movement and I love linear structures. And with each painting I’m creating right now, I’m letting my intuition take the lead. With some pieces, I am thinking about how it would be styled in a home and let that guide the aesthetic. With other pieces, I am simply exploring concept, the madness of pollen in Spring time air and how it creates a buzz in my mind and body. Some pieces are a joyful expression of my love of certain colors. Each is special, meaningful, and provides healing and self soothing as I paint each stroke.
“Blades of Grass” - Shop
“Grassland Orb” - Shop
“Dewy Grassland” - Shop
I’m so curious to see which pieces speak to you. And with each piece that is purchased, you are motivating me to keep honing in on what speaks to me on a deeper level when painting, creating, designing and making. Each of these pieces are available for purchase on ShopMooreaSeal.com. Getting back into painting feels like such a blessing, it fulfills a need that I haven’t been conscious of for some time. With each brush stroke, I grow. With each washing of my brushes, I find new cleansing and release. With each painting completed, I feel a sense of completion. And with each piece sent to its new home, I feel myself expanding too. Thank you for checking out my work and supporting my constant evolution and return to self.