New Video! Lost In Siena Posted on 6 Jul 10:11 , 0 comments
This past April, I used my day off from my artist residency to explore Siena! I also got super lost!
To view it on YouTube and to see more of my videos, my channel is YouTube.com/LaureneTheArtist
New Collection! Talisman Charm Necklaces Posted on 25 Jun 04:30 , 0 comments
On a sunny day this past May, I was in the Southernmost part of Italy at this little beach bar known as Maluha Bay, (Lecce)
I waded into the turquoise waters and sat on the on the shallow yet far away on the sandy ocean floor, just sitting. The thrill of exploring the watery sands felt freeing. It was a blissful world.
I collected some scallop shells and created ten talisman necklaces.
To view my new collection, follow this link: http://www.laurenetheartist.com/collections/talisman-charm-seashell-necklaces
Lamenting David Bowie and Alan Rickman Posted on 14 Jan 10:30 , 0 comments
First, David Bowie. And now Alan Rickman.
This is all to real and heartbreaking for me and I’m sure millions of hearts around the world.
We have watched some of the greatest greats supernova within the same week. They were both 69 years too young, and both died from cancer.
Fuck you cancer, I hate you.
To Mr. Bowie, I grew up watching you with wonder as the Goblin King. That was my first introduction into the beautiful weirdness that was you. Your dazzling performance created a sense of otherworldly mysticism in me. It shaped my imagination into what it is today, and without your influence, I would not be me. Growing up, your music filtered into my life and psyche and changed the way I see myself. It taught me to put my gift out there and to not care about what anyone in the world thought of it.
When I heard of your passing, I was okay at first, I immediately put on Labryinth. I allowed myself to watch it like it was my first time. I was still doing okay, until the ballroom scene came on. It was then I lost it and broke down crying. It was more clear to me than ever the importance of your existence and the thought of you never creating anything again was too much to bare. I listened to your music with tears streaming down my cheeks, and a grateful heart. You are untouchable and there will never be another like you.
Today, only a few days later, we lost Alan Rickman. I can barely type as I start to write this. I can’t express enough how lucky we were to experience all the stories you’ve ever told. For me, the most beautiful and poetic of all your manifestations was none other than Severus Snape. I remember growing up and reading all the Harry Potter books with an excitement that was unparalleled for me. Watching you become Snape has been one of the greatest gifts and now until I die, I will never read Harry Potter and not read Snape’s lines in your voice. I’m not sure I’ve loved a character as much as the Half-Blood Prince. Through the act of art, you have encompassed courage and have hurled yourself in to the hearts of millions of people. The phoenix in my heart is crying for you.
These two lights will never know how much I cared about what they brought into the world and into my life and thats okay. However, I want to let everyone know that has ever influenced me, that I am grateful for who you are and for the beautiful creations you bring into this world. To all of my family and friends, supporters and lovers- you are my life and I hold that very dear to my heart.
Our time to bring influence and change into this world is so unfairly short. I don’t want to go through it without letting everyone know how much I look up to your beauty, your weirdness, your courage, and your heart.
May Bowie’s fearless music ring through the sky for all eternity.
And to Alan Rickman, the light in our hearts will shine for you, now and ALWAYS.
Painting Darth Vader - Vlog Posted on 19 Dec 12:53 , 0 comments
Dreams, Soul-Suckers and Change Posted on 19 Dec 12:33 , 0 comments
I can’t stand Soul-Suckers.
At around 26 years old, I started to see my human relationships as a type of a homo-erectus osmosis. Once I comprehended that we are reflections of the people we spend the most time with, I understood that the energy of others affect us and change us internally, metaphorically, and every other which way. I understand that exchanging energy is a constant on Earth as well as a necessity, whether if it’s briefly meeting a stranger on the street, spending time with a best friend, a relative, or significant other. I realized that I didn’t want to surround myself with anyone who was negative, self- depreciating, or unmotivated.
A lot of people tend to find comfort at some point in their lives, and for some- instead of pursuing their wildest dreams, they choose to let their whispers of "what could have been" take the backseat to a safe reality which is perfectly fine and awesome...
EXCEPT when they start to make YOU feel guilty about pursuing your own DREAMS.
These people are better known as Soul-Suckers. Vampires, Rogue Hellions! Dementors! Wringwraiths! These are those people who resent themselves in the form of outwardly judging someone else’s ambition.
I’ve always been a tremendous dreamer. So let me tell you, there’s nothing worse than enthusiastically expressing your desires and hopes to someone you believe to be supportive of you, only to have them downplay what you’re doing or shoot down your goals by instilling ideas into your head that you’re unworthy or delusional.
I remember this one time I had just finished explaining my hopes and goals of becoming an artist to someone, and their reply was one of incomprehension and doubt with the words “..But what are you going to do for money?” Or that one time when I shared an idea that I was really excited about and they immediately judged it, criticized it by pointing all of the obstacles that could happen and then asked me why I’d still pursue my artistic goals in the first place. I couldn’t help but think to myself, “All I’m doing is making art? Why can’t you just be happy for me? I've found what makes me happy. I mean really, what the fuck?!”
“Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events;
small minds discuss people.”
A major change of perspective is needed from time to time to help me climb out of the dark precipice in my mind that I would sometimes crawl into. It’s the same precipice that is nestled below Dracula’s Castle with scary dense fog and werewolves howling. A pitch-black bottomless black hole with no end. Self- doubt can be found here too, as well as all those damn Soul-Suckers... Vampires. Actually it’s a void dwelling. A place I would allegorically visit when eartlhy emotions and metaphorical shit would fly. It was very easy for me to go there, fall into the dark wallowing shadows and get lost.
A younger version of myself once hung out with friends whom loved to drink. This was not a positive influence for me seeing as I'm a lightweight and can get emotional when belligerent. My mind now reverts to an unpleasant memory- One of onset.
I came home after a night out of drinking with friends, and I was a mess. When I would get like this, it was habit for me to return down into the dark precipice and lead my brain into thinking that I was deserving of the lack of success in my life. I entered this negative and self-depreciating headspace and would blame myself for everything wrong in my life. After this ultimate pity party, I proceeded to pass out on my bed only to wake up and appropriately vomit it all out. These weekend habits made me feel like the shittiest version of myself.
There I was. Somewhere around 2007, I remember crying into my pillow on my bed whilst listening to Ray LaMontagne's Empty on repeat like a melancholy hipster in training. I was trying to make sense of life and why I felt stilfled. I felt like I was stuck. I had to start paying attention to what really made me happy. I had to start doing the work.
The need to focus on what I truly wanted for myself in this life was essential. This was not a habit I had adopted before, but after so many nights of coming home and spending time with people who made me feel like an extinguished form of myself, I had to change. I was fed up, mostly with how I had been allowing negative elements to seep into my life. I knew damn well I wasn't supposed to be where I was and that was a choice I was always in control of.
The voice in my head was always telling me I was destined for so much more. Literally that voice would talk to me when I was little (and now). It would say to me that “I was meant to be great, so get up and move.” It’s the voice that sounds like you and guides you whether you listen to it or not, aka a magical borderline english cricket in a top hat.
"If your heart is in your dream, no request is too extreme."
I just had to decide to cut the negatives from my life. And once I did, I started to permanently claw and crawl out of Dracula’s precipice. I changed my entire perspective. I escaped the Vampires. I had to change my habits, and life. Throw me a muthafuckin garlic bone!
Nowadays, I obsess with figuring out ways to push myself and be Lara Croft from Tomb Raider. I don't have the boobage but I've got enough attitude to mentally Double D that shit. I also think about what little things I can do on an everyday basis that will bring me closer to my goals. From changes in my diet- to productive activities. Are there phone calls I can make? Drawings I can work on? Books I can read? People to paint? Paintings to finish?! I mean really though, how can I make the most out of my time here? How can I instill the most amount of meaning and fucking heart into what I do? Life is so short and I always freak out about the short amount of time we’re given to experience and achieve what our hearts were meant to. Anxiety is like seriously a driving force!
Cut to present day. I’m finding myself in a place where people are starting to take note of my art and express their fondness over it. It’s a great feeling to be remembered by someone for my creative endeavors. Like when I run into them and the first thing they ask me is “How is your art coming along?” or “When is your next show?!”
I can tell you those positive sentiments most likely would not have come into reality had I not pulled myself away from the vampires and self-doubt. Now more than ever, I find myself having truly great, supportive and loving people in my life. People who push me and make me want to be better. The right people. Although change is constant, and people come into and out of our lives everyday, the wrong ones wean themselves out and the right ones stay. (Nevermind the genius of that ryhme.)
Pay attention to how others make you feel about yourself and let that feeling carry you in the right direction.
Do more good things for yourself.
Get that goodness.
"Always let your conscience be your guide."
Photography by Sara Martin
Paiting Dustin Treinen and Kurt Cobain #tbt Posted on 19 Nov 01:07 , 0 comments
Working on a new painting of my good friend Dustin Trenin and
Follow for photo updates of this piece <3
Wishing everyone a warm night.
New Painting Vlog - Painting Darth Vader Posted on 16 Nov 06:22 , 0 comments
Painting Head Of Sheep Posted on 11 Jun 19:41 , 0 comments
Watch me paint my latest piece from start to finish! Filmed over 14 nights.
"Head Of Sheep"