Kathy | KathysArt - All About Goddess Art and Me

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My name is "Kathy" and I am an artist. My full name is Kathy Ostman-Magnusen.

This lens is about me and ANYTHING that is about me.... Is about my art.

I WRITE.. SCULPT & PAINT.

I've written several "Artist's Statements" and add to my bio as I can. I've also had several interview of me and why I do what I do.. which is art of course. I rewrite my statements as I grow as an artists discovering the art of self development and of course creativity. Like most artists that I know I wrestle with a lot of demons and angels so evolve accordingly. Sigh.

Here then in my shortest "Artist's Statement":

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

I am a figurative artist and illustrator. If you check out my website you will see that I am very prolific in oils. I also do sculpture. I illustrated for Hay House Inc.,"Women Who Do Too Much" CARDS taken from Anne Wilson Schaef's book. I illustrated for Neil Davidson, who was considered for the Pulitzer Prize in feature writing, and several other publications. My paintings are collected worldwide.

Artist Statement:

I began my career at four years old, in the back seat of my parents car, as they travelled the countryside. I have been exhilarated and tormented by art ever since. I wake up in the morning and go to bed at night thinking about it.

I paint and sculpt women primarily; in their daily lives; in lives they might be afraid of; and in lives they wish they had. My goal has always remained the same, to hear them breathing and to know the passion I feel in my soul is met by theirs.

So I sing:

"Hold me close dear angel

muster up a little tune

and rock me like a serpent

that rises to the moon."

In every single one of my paintings my objective is to 'know them'. To let each one reveal their own vision or message. I am often astounded as their presence unfolds and I am met with who they are. I then realize that who 'they' are defines me as well. My hope is that my paintings & sculptures relate to you, their audience, and that they give you the message you need for your own heart and soul.

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THE IMAGE is a detail of my NEW piece, "Leaving Klimt" mixed media on canvas

Here is one of my poems:

Mental Drawings of Demons Spinning Their Evil Ways Sometimes Bare Gifts of New Inventions

The back and forth of good and bad

the sifting of our errors

how and where do we find our revival

of clear intentions?

Mental drawings of demons of the heart

They make the wheels spin their evil ways

tragically.

Yet sometimes

despite the wounded closet

there is a lovely token.

The gift of understanding

magically bringing revelations

we had not recognized

before the sleeping princess.

Waking that beauty

no further breeding of dragons

occurs without clear planning.

Sometimes we conquer that dark side

spend time considering the view from top of the hill.

Watch sunsets

consider mythical monsters

and meet what might become bad decisions

head on

with an opposite approach

and our own fire-breathing tongues.

And then?

The wheel spins again

symbols of chaos within our hands

new inventions

new attractions toward depression

monsters in the closet

intimidating czar

despite the ones we conquered ore.

We are a fragile being

yet resilient.

Despite the temptations

the quest for new ideas

roar.

Despite the lust of new ideas

that might disable the heavens angles

we continue on

reveling in new inventions.

Do it... it's only just round the corner,

one new experience,

one new insight,

one new innovation,

one new discovery

designs created from what is possible.

Painting our lives

drawings of scorpions

biting their own tail

or disabling objectionable disabilities thereof.

There is room for safe breathing

we are safe within the IDEA

of creativity

meeting the ways of right

or wrong

fault or reason.

There within the birds that cover our eyes

we decipher

and meet our own glorious

newly uncovered

finds of delight.

We are not that many steps away

from tiny whimsical angels

that remind us of

real life and our own breathing.

There is safety in that call.

by Kathy Ostman=Magnusen

copyright 2012

I am the illustrator of these cards.. Whoot!

ART, ART, ART!

The art of doing, writing and seeking out possibility.

and she makes some great cookies!

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"Flight" 24x48 oil on canvas

I send cookies!

Kathy's Chocolate Chip Cookies

Cream together:

1 cup 'real' butter (not margarine!)

1 1/2 cup sugar

1 1/2 Tbl. black strap molasses

1 tsp. salt

add and blend two eggs

don't overdo this part or your cookies will turn out weird.

sift together then fold into sugar mixture:

2 1/2 cups flour, 1 tsp. baking soda

add and mix to above mixture:

1 cup coconut

3/4 cup old fashioned oatmeal

2 full cups chocolate chips

Bake at 325 degrees for about 12 minutes. Use only an old junkie cookie sheet... not one of the new ones, they tend to make these cookies cake. Take the cookies out 'just a hair BEFORE they are done'. Let them finish up after they come out of the oven.

What is a business opportunity list some examples, for an artist, fine art paintings reproduction for one.

Marketing fine art is a whole different ball game from just being a hobbyist. So you say, what is a business opportunity list some examples. Knowing whether or not one has a marketable product takes some trial runs, at craft fairs, local galleries, stuff like that. It you do well within the small picture, maybe you have your stuff together enough to spread your wings even farther. It is from those small efforts at first, that an artist is either rewarded with the knowledge that others resonate with their work, or not. It is from there that one can gain perspective on their work. You'll also be able to determine if you are ready for fine art paintings reproduction, known as gicless. Or is it makes sense to make greeting cards and/or art posters or prints.

I always say that, "Talent is DESIRE and the rest is practice." I don't believe in the notion that one is 'born with talent'.

If your 'talent' (talent if you want to describe it that way) is not perceived well locally then maybe more 'practice' is in order. That is what I tell myself anyway. I also tell myself that, "The second I think I have arrived? I am indeed finished."

Testing the market.

The best way to test the market, discover if your road to business opportunities for your artwork is sound and ready is at crafts fairs.

Why not galleries or local shops?

Because if you do not have a marketable product you don't want to leave a bitter pill in the gallery director or shop owners mind about you and your art. You want to walk in with a confidence knowing that the art you represent is highly marketable and will show them the money!

Why craft fairs?

Because you can hear first hand the opinions of shoppers. If you have art that stops traffic you are going to be rewarded by finding that out directly. If you have art that can be walked by without even the slightest hesitation? Its a bummer, oof, but you have to know that, if your goal it to market your work. Nothing is more difficult than being made to feel invisible when your are trying to feel noticed as an artist. Oh! It is just so darn sad! Keep in mind though, we have 'all' been there, we really have.

Every single person in every single thing had a beginning.

Take note and care of your heart however, that you should never rely on just one craft fair.. never ever! I have been to many a horrible craft fair in my day and know that sometimes they just stink and it has absolutely nothing to do with you. Be sure to base your critiques on several shows. Check the ratings of those shows as well, why waste you time at a bad craft faire?

What to do with that bitter pill?

If creating for yourself is all you aim for then 'who cares what they think?' But if your aim is to be a professional artist? That bitter pill of having people walk by your work as if it did not exist has to be considered very well.

What to do?

* Look around and see who is selling that resembles your style or energy and try to understand why that is. What IS selling in other words.

* Go back to the drawing table and consider the fact that maybe more practice is in order.

* One thing not mentioned about craft fairs by me so far is that you need to make sure your display is well done. This is your store in a sense so make it as beautiful as possible. Think of different levels of display too, don't just put a tablecloth on a card table. Having some fine art paintings and reproductions will help too, just don't overextend yourself till you are sure of your arts marketability.

It takes a lot of work but in the end it will be so worth it if you are really trying to fulfill your dreams and know the answer to what is a business opportunity and list some examples on your own.

Poem by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

I stood upon the shoreline

and heard a maidens decree

"I hope your departure is sorrowful

yet filled with victory"

Lovers are lost in battle

journeys of strapping young men

who haste not to ride the tides

never to be seen again.

Labyrinth on the water

waves that the wind winds round

Purple goddess watching

met by a dolphins sound.

Within the stormy seduction

of ships that set their sails

sailors beckon adventure

beyond a dragons gale.

Kaleidoscopes of the night

great birds rush down

Sheer Waters toast a victory

to seas glories unbound.

Whales that find Kauai shores

masters of the sea

Legends of mermaids come hither

in hopes to deliver he.

Goddesses with tails

a night at the museum

acting as statues on ships

till the wind frees them.

Puzzles of night

mystique that fairies tell

sailors captured by mermaids

no longer to set sail.

And oh the fair young maidens

who waved their last good byes

hold inside their hearts

a love that never dies.

And in that mystery

that causes men to prevail

for the oceans calling

past the moon beyond the pale.

Athena prevails for wisdom

warfare for a captains breed

the only hopeful note

for a sailor to be freed.

Adorned in gold sashes

Minerva makes her mark

wisdom to prevail

for a mans dying remark.

So set your sails all sailors

the wind might set you free

but the tide of life makes no promises

from a mermaid of the sea.

Last night I heard a mournful woe

bittersweet the song

a maiden forever in waiting

for a sailor she loved so.

Make toasts to the sailor then

who fought his battle and lost

to mermaids lying wait

Athena's advice thus crossed.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen copyright 2015

ABOUT Kathy Ostman-Magnusen: I am an artist, represented byMZ Urban Art, New York.

IMAGE IS OF MY SCULPTURE "BLEEDING WINGS 5"

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My take on what defines talent in artists or anyone else for that matter, is that we are born with 'desire' and the rest is practice. Desire is what makes you get up in the morning and know that you will paint rather than watch TV or go to a 9-5 job. Desire equals the idea that anything is possible. With practice (and these are MY personal feelings obviously) we can meet the challenge that we hope to exude. I personally feel that giving God the credit for my 'talent' is misdirected. I give the 'creator' credit for giving me the colors to paint with and the desire to use them to fulfill what might define me as attained talent.

ARE PEOPLE BORN WITH TALENT?

"Smile"

"Law of Attraction Rich Science Secret and Skulls of Crossbones Artwork-All Wear White Wings"

My never going back remains on my menu.

Skulls crossbones artwork

trying to fight back.

That end will always be with me.

Something we made fun of at times.

So close to laughing

yet too much pain remains

along with wasted time.

I still write poems.

Hope for wealth I guess.

I lie in wait.

That law of attraction rich science secret

peeping in these days.

I hold on to fantasies.

You must have known I would.

I write them

but rarely recognize them in the morning.

I keep paints in every room now.

I lust and gather their gifts to me.

I keep articles of deeds

superstitions I guess

hung up on my easel.

One never knows

when roadways will open.

Being a good person

seemed wise once

now its just confusing.

I prop up all potentials with newspaper clippings

and keep files of possibilities.

There is always room for discovery.

No matter how tainted one becomes.

I guess that is part of the joke.

I sat next to a church one day

outside of it

and I felt grateful.

You know what I thought.

All those tokens unraveled

paying their prices in secret still.

We never really kept tidy records

but the swan bleeds

and that is enough to know for now.

Who would want to relive all those headstones anyway?

No one is that strong.

Too much time has been wasted

I know you agree

its what you've always said.

I wish I could believe you were traveling

traveling without all that same luggage.

I suspect you would be my hero

if that could possibly be true.

I keep hearing those voices.

All that singing that never ends

my fault I know.

I lost my head and remembered the tune.

I wonder though

when did it all become meaningless

was it always that way?

Those voices.

I hear them from time to time.

I wish I could stop their breathing

or at least silence their judgment of me.

Those voices

praying

forever praying

still.

I thought I was wise once.

So funny reflecting on that now.

Hypnosis?

Skulls crossbones artwork

tangled in the fire?

Maybe.

The spotlight is on the main event.

The sky is falling!

Law of attraction rich science secret

dead?

Not the one they always mentioned.

The one with white wings?

So I am choosing to walk past it.

I have my umbrella now.

Its not that I am not listening

I just got a little wiser

after the snow melted.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

02 September 2007

We are unique... did you know that? Sometimes I forget.

I came across these pics that I added phrases to because they speak to circumstances at times. I send them just because I love them... especially the second baby.

Nothing is impossible

If we take the time to listen we will be blessed...

Ohhh!! Yes we are unique!!

Aloha with hugs that wrap around you when you need them.

Kathy

I Am Unique and so are YOU!

Share your stories, sightings, thoughts, rants, raves...

YUP! It is ME, Kathy, tooting my own Kathy horn!

ha!

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"Passages"36x48 oil on canvas