I had to go a couple of links deep to find a usable URL. Unfortunately often the URLs aren't linked to an image but instead to a page containing the image. In the case of the second image, I needed another source for the image because the one you linked to wasn't usable.

I don't think that I could have possibly figured that out. Sorry that you had to go through all of that. I really appreciate it. 😊 I couldn't stop crying.

Can't seem to post the painting only the url. https://anacaroliny.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/reverie1.jpg
Warning video is closer to the mirror than it seems

Responding to the title of the thread and to a quick control-F search....Has no-one suggested the Scream yet? or like, "der Schrei der Natur" if you prefer. Because that seems to sum up my transition so far pretty darn well................

Quote from: IdontEven on February 19, 2017, 08:30:31 AM

Probably a few of Fuseli's paintings would fit for transition. The Nightmare is probably the best though. It is darker hanging on the wall than I thought it would be. Not just visually but emotionally or whatever. The print was expensive(for a print) and full sized and I wish that I would not have bought it. Not that there is anything wrong with it but I broke the frame that I had made for it when I moved and I don't have the tools anymore to make another. 😞 Frames are expensive especially one that size.

I like the Pollock idea as transition even if I don't like his art.

I like this thread. Art is feeling and I have often used it to express what was going on inside. I have a huge collection of prints, I know cheap right? 😁 I wish! 118 prints and the cheapest was thirty dollars and some of the original P Buckley Moss prints were over a thousand and I bought them 20 years ago. Those could probably be considered an investment, I was offered $7,000 for the one horse print.

We use music all of the time to express what is inside or because it expresses what we are feeling, some use poetry 😉 music is poetry too if you think about it, I like both but I like art more. And we can take it everywhere in our pockets, I open my phone and there it is. When I no longer see it because it has just become part of my phone, I change it to something else that matches my feeling.

I guess all of us from the Island of Misfit Toys have our quirks and ways of expressing ourselves.

I went from a DeKooning, to a Reinhardt, and I think I'm coming into my Klee phase now.

Who knows where I'll end up next! Maybe somewhere between the organic energy of Egon Shiele and the calm, deep "knowing" of a Rothko...

Quote from: BT04 on February 18, 2018, 12:57:45 AM
I went from a DeKooning, to a Reinhardt, and I think I'm coming into my Klee phase now.

Who knows where I'll end up next! Maybe somewhere between the organic energy of Egon Shiele and the calm, deep "knowing" of a Rothko...

I am so glad that you put Rothko there. 😊 I kinda see Reinhardt as a Fortune 500 company lobby to Rothko as your favorite aunts living room. Efficiency vs warmth. I don't know why the one artist always makes me think of the other.

You are going in the right direction. No one wants to end up a Basquiat.
I hope. 😊

Quote from: FinallyMichelle on February 18, 2018, 01:36:39 AM
I am so glad that you put Rothko there. 😊 I kinda see Reinhardt as a Fortune 500 company lobby to Rothko as your favorite aunts living room. Efficiency vs warmth. I don't know why the one artist always makes me think of the other.

You are going in the right direction. No one wants to end up a Basquiat.
I hope. 😊

I love Basquiat! Of course you're right, I wouldn't want to be a Basquiat...

My grandmother has always said that she felt DeKooning hated women, and judging by how well his work captures what it feels like to be "stuck in a woman's body" when you are anything but, I definitely feel there's a kernel of truth to that. (Never liked his work enough to find out what the art historians thought.) He perfectly captures the fake smile, the ugliness I see in my own curves, and the thousand-mile stare of someone forced into mimicry and trying to check out.

Reinhardt captures the uneasy peace of dissociation for me. The cold, calculating sense of being sucked up into your head and forgetting, for a moment, that you even have a body. Not a good place to be indefinitely, but it works in the interim. Moreover, it also hints at a sense of pride - the verticality suggests squaring your shoulders and keeping your chin up in spite of wanting to be anywhere but here.

Klee represents learning to come out of that emotionless sense of order and learning to piece together actual things from the dissociation again. Here it's the suggestion of an environment or city - I'm not quite at the point where I'm comfortable with figures and bodies, mine still confounds me - a kind of organic take on the same grid theme emergent from the color fields. It's relearning to be OK with the unevenness, the quirks of being human, trans or not.

I'll always have that headspace, though, but hopefully it will in the future be much more emotionally adept, like a Rothko; and at the same time I hope to wind up with a body easier for me to acknowledge, easier for me to celebrate and move with, and to appreciate all the little fun, and sometimes grimy, oddnesses of material existence a la Shiele.

Really, though, I've always loved abstract expressionism and color fields. More than anything else I've felt that Rothko and others like him have been able to paint emotions as if they were places you could visit, walk through, and stand in.