It's time to find that passion again, through art!

With a constant worry of how I can find happiness in my job, I forget that sometimes a job is a job and if I want to truly let my creativity and art flow, it's through hard personal work.

I've decided to work at home as often as possible on my own art. 

Here is today's anatomy study. It is incomplete and I am ok with learning when to move on and try something new. As long as I keep moving, I'll find that creative passion I once had.


Character progress for Project Drop




I am working on a way to give this Astronaut child emotion without facial expressions and as little body movement as needed. (Like a sloth) I am finding that head tilts and the visor, along with a color cue on his helmet, may be the way to go. Will mock up a simple model to see how well this works in a 3D space. 

A Journey Through Discovery

Three days ago, a very important person had his birthday.

 Jason R LeClair   © 2015

Jason R LeClair  © 2015

Jason Robert LeClair guided me through my early/middle years of creativity. From the private guidings of my foundations in art, I was taught that any instrument is  a way to express. Whether it be colored pencils, charcoal, acrylics, ink, a ball point pen, colored paper, burning paper to a crisp, or a gross mess of glue and crushed cheez-its . Being told that I have the freedom to express myself however I want is one thing. To see the exact same growth in my teacher is another. 

From self-portraits to my now very apparent obsession with abstraction with eyes, I learned how to not be confined within the limits of what was typical or commonly drawn and expressed. After drawing a light bulb melting in a sea of colorful goo, I got the point.

I explored my art through the college years finding a personal passion in simplicity: Pen and Paper. Not Pencil. I found pen gave me a sense of permanence and growth. Every mistake was a new path, much like my abstract work always felt. Even through distance and time, Mr. LeClair was right there supporting my work, trying to build it into something bigger than I actually ever gave it credit for. His faith in my work (namely Terris and a story I would have long forgotten had I not kept a detailed journal on) exceeded my own confidence. 

With my college years finished and skipping the details, our lives continued. Mr. LeClair, for the past few years, was no longer my teacher, but a friend and colleague. We had worked together in a Fine Arts Camp at Mount Saint Charles. We weren't flawless teachers for the kids, but is being human without error? 

I feel I was somehow, without knowing it, contributing, at least to a mild degree, to J's growth as he did for me early on. His art progressed and changed. The works went from colored pencils into acrylics, Ink into Gauche, cartoony into something more human. He didn't stop at the graphic arts. He had alot more to say and show! He worked on his writing and storytelling by writing the book "Broken Silences".

He continued his journey into theater arts, a passion he's always had even during the early years of teaching me. (He would quote Shakespeare and make me think about it as I worked on a life-size self-portrait of myself) His set and character designs acted as an extension of his creativity into his daily job. As a teacher for the Arts at Beacon Charter School in Woonsocket, RI, he's truly forming the next generation of creatively free thinkers.

I feel situations in life cause us to learn more or to become stagnant. With J, I found it was an extensive journey of development, a choice he decided was better than staying in a useless slump.

 "Flight of Souls"   ©Jason R LeClair 2015

"Flight of Souls"  ©Jason R LeClair 2015

His generosity is personal to him and his lovely wife Gina. I cannot help, though, but express that his art is a direct reflection of himself.  He has really grown from being a teacher into being my Inspiration on how to be: Not just as an artist, but as a human being. 

He has reminded me that I am his friend and colleague through our journey of art. Since art tends to mimic life, I am motivated and inspired to agree.

Cheers buddy. Here's to MANY MORE Birthdays, you kind-hearted creative bastard. :) 



 Mt. Rainier at Camp Sherman, 10,000ft

Mt. Rainier at Camp Sherman, 10,000ft

We  live in a huge world.  There is much to be explored that we may or may not have realized even exists. A year ago, you and I will be in one mindset. The next year, you may realize your biggest fear becomes your most essential passion. 

Embrace fear. Journey through it and find something new within yourself. Not only is it enlightening but it sure makes life a lot more interesting.