Kathy's Art

Celebration Exhibit, San Diego Women's Caucus for the Arts

2011-07-23T06:35:00.007-10:00

Tonight, July 23, from 6-9pm. is the opening of "Celebration"
Hosted by San Diego Women's Caucus for the Arts

Show Dates: July 23-30, 2011

Held at:

Space 4 Art
325 15th Street, San Diego
(619) 269-7230
WEBSITE: http://www.sdspace4art.org/category/upcoming-events/

I am showing two pieces from my "ke ala o Pele" Hawaiian series. If you are in San Diego do stop by, I would love to meet you as would the other beautiful women showing their goddess inspired art.. as I take the liberty in saying. Smile.. see you there!

Artist's in the show and their WEBSITES:

Lori Sandstrom http://www.studiosandstrom.com and http://www.paintings.studiosandstrom.com

Check out their link for upcoming show and more info about Women's Caucus for the Arts:

http://www.sdwca.org/

Aloha,

Kathy

Paper Wings and a Tiny Fairy

2011-07-17T05:00:00.004-10:00

"Paper Wings and a Tiny Fairy" 16x22 graphite on paper by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

Drawings and sketches help refine the artist's eye. I need to do more! I keep thinking about the curiosity of Leonardo da Vinci, who took a sketchbook everywhere he went. Time to begin that again is now. smile.. yes. Tiny fairies, drawings of dragons, drawings of my thumb even, yes to all, yes to drawing more and asking more questions about life and curious things.

Bleeding Wings Sculpture Series YouTube

2011-07-17T04:52:00.002-10:00

I created a YouTube for my "Bleeding Wings" sculpture series..

ta dow:

Flower Fairies Are Never Far Away

2011-07-12T03:34:00.006-10:00

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Flower fairies are never far away.

This pic shows my husband Denny and his mom Clarice cleaning up after Christmas dinner. Denny and I spent last Christmas with his mom Clarice. We have celebrated the last 7 years of the Christmas holidays with her. During any holiday we knew we would all be together. Not this coming Christmas though, as Clarice has passed away. She died unexpectedly of a massive stroke on May 17th at a hospital not far away. That seems poetic in some ways..

"not far away".

What her loss has given to me is the wind through my hair bringing more meaning. Each and every flower, every tree I see now reveals to me that time is short and time should be embraced as fragile. Clarice was my muse as an artist as she was a dancer, in spirit and soul. She loved each day and met it with the pleasure it is meant to be. Today as I find myself missing her, again, I remind myself of those things about her that I admired. Thus I am grateful. I breathe in this very second of my life and feel its potential. My personal potential in the arts, the ability to connect with emotions and present them in clay, oil paints and poetry. I have the freedom to express who I am, my take on life,there can be no sweeter gift.

I have two solar bumble bees in my garden that Clarice bought for me a week or so before she had her stroke. They are like flower fairies that bring a kind of magic of rainbows at night, as their colors change from reds, purples, blues, greens, oranges and yellows, colors my artist palette does hold. As I imagine my bees to be tiny fairies I feel the need to sculpt and continue on with my own gifts as well as the gifts that Clarice brought to me. I dance before my artwork as she danced in lovely costumes.

Farewell dear Clarice.. I will remember this part of you and appreciate each moment more, paying closer attention to small miracles often looked over by me.

Farewell dear lady.

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Maxwell, My Dogs Secret Life.. Who Knew!?

2011-05-30T07:39:00.003-10:00

Ya just never know what your dog is doing while you are sleeping. You may THINK you know but may not really. I would advise you to watch your pooch carefully.. he/she might just have a SECRET LIFE!!

Check out my Squidoo lens where I tell the whole story! I am just amazed!!

http://www.squidoo.com/doggie-clothes-dog-toys-my-dogs-secret-life

My Nude Valentine

2011-02-11T08:41:00.002-10:00

Goddess artist, Kathy Ostman-Magnusen's art is now showing paintings in the My Nude Valentine show, Chelsea, New York, presented by Barebrush. Thank you so much to fellow artist Penelope Przekop for passing the photo on to me. PENELOPE~ YOU ROCK! Other help provided by Bob Hogge, owner of Monkdogz Urban Art, NY, along with Marina Hadley. Everybody knows that Bob Hogge ROCKS! Thank you Bob! Pic is of opening night; my paintings are on the back wall. To view the paintings if you are in New York, you are invited! If not you can see the images on my website, http://www.kathyostman-magnusen.com under the "Primal Series". You can also view it on http://www.Barebrush.com

BAREBRUSH SHOW

MY NUDE VALENTINE 2011

http://www.barebrush.com/mynudevalentine/index.php

My N*de Valentine is the first-ever “brick & mortar” gallery show for N*des-of-the-Month, the monthly, world-wide online art calendar contest. Hosted by Barebrush.com at Rogue Space | Chelsea in New York City, there are 49 artists participating with art coming from the US as well as Australia, Croatia, England, Panama, Russia, and Spain. You're invited! Come out and see this art in person!

Dates

Thursday, February 10 through Sunday, February 13, 2011

Thursday, February 10, 6-9pm — Reception

Friday, February 11, 10am-6pm — Meet the Artists Gallery Hours

Saturday, February 12:

10am-6pm — Meet the Artists Gallery Hours

1-3pm — Artists’ Roundtable Discussion and Interviews

Sunday, February 13:

noon-5pm — Meet the Artists Gallery Hours

4pm — Awards Presentation

Location

Rogue Space|Chelsea, 526 West 26th Street, 9th Fl, New York, NY 10001

About Rogue Space|Chelsea

RogueSpace (“the gallery”) is a premier gallery and exhibition space. Located in the West Chelsea Building, the gallery is in the heart of the Chelsea art district which has become one of the most popular destinations for New York art lovers.

About Barebrush.com

Barebrush.com is a worldwide monthly art calendar contest and exhibition. Each artist member gets a personal gallery page to show his or her work. Art for the calendars is selected by guest curators. Artists gain recognition for their work and win prizes. Online since 2006 with Barebrush N*des-of-the-Month. Barebrush founder and CEO, Ilene Skeen states:

Barebrush is absolutely committed to the guest curator approach and to helping artists find collectors and make connections with galleries. Artists succeed by getting people excited about their work. This includes dealers, collectors, other artists, and art professionals. I believe that Barebrush is supplying a unique service: validation of art of the nude by a wide variety of well-respected art professionals. In addition, it it evident that the public especially enjoys the monthly calendars. By demonstrating success at Barebrush, we move toward our goal of increasing the awareness, appreciation and acceptance of the art of the nude.

Ms. Skeen adds this message: “The underlying mission of Barebrush is about personal liberty. There’s a lot of censorship and antagonism towards the art of the nude in the US and even in New York. To me, the art of the nude is about our shared humanity and personal freedom. I hope that promoting it in a non-threatening and positive way will open people’s minds to the fact that it is important to stand up for all of our personal freedoms and the individual right to choose the art one holds dear.”

Barebrush.com is owned and operated by ILS Designs, LLC, New York, NY.

Making Love to Art

2010-11-27T06:25:00.010-10:00

Sculpture and painting are my two lovers, well, I must correct that a bit as my husband Dennis is my first and best lover.. smile. Making love to art though is often like a sex fantasy as art is embraced and carried home to produce our inner being. I elude to sex and the art of projecting passion in most of my art as the goddess art woman arises in me. Today I begin "Bleeding Wings 7" of my sculpture series "Bleeding Wings". On my easel is a 48x60 oil on canvas, to the side of that are 3 other canvas' that have been plotted out ready to express "Bleeding Wings" on canvas.

Lets pause for a second... those who know me, know that I love the experience of art by creating as much of an ambiance with it as is possible online... so turn on some music. Then finish reading my thoughts on my erotic pleasure of doing art.

The back and forth effort between clay and oil paints feels confusing to me at times, I will admit to that, but it honestly feels as if I have no choice but to embrace both at this point. I am bound by the chains that I know will release optimal freedom allowing wings wide and free, that at times refuse to unfold. It is bliss to know that I can fly if I choose, it is something we all choose to release inside of us or not. Will I become what I know I can? Will you? Flight at times seems impossible and yet there is no other choice than to pursue a journey to the top of any mountain I see, with the goal of jumping off. Leaping into an abyss and catching the wind of my lust to know myself and the gift right there in front of me. Flight meets any goddess once that decision is made to pursue it. With that I take a small clump of clay from a plastic bag, feel it in my hands and apply it to the growth of being and the sculpture in front of me. With that I squeeze out glorious colors onto my palette, brush in hand touches the pigments, as by brush erotically mixes one color with another in order to pursue my canvas and deliver its own voice. I am a fantasy art warrior woman, sigh.

Pictured is "Bleeding Wings 2" 18" ~waiting to be fired, work in progress. Goddess art of a warrior woman.. YES!

LYRICS~~~> Glitter In The Air lyrics
Songwriters: Mann, Billy; Moore, Alecia;
Have you ever fed a lover with just your hands?
Close your eyes and trust it, just trust it
Have you ever thrown a fist full of glitter in the air?
Have you ever looked fear in the face
And said I just don't care?

It's only half past the point of no return
The tip of the iceberg, the sun before the burn
The thunder before lightning, the breath before the phrase
Have you ever felt this way?

Have you ever hated yourself for staring at the phone?
Your whole life waiting on the ring to prove you're not alone
Have you ever been touched so gently you had to cry?
Have you ever invited a stranger to come inside?

It's only half past the point of oblivion
The hourglass on the table, the walk before the run
The breath before the kiss and the fear before the flames
Have you ever felt this way?

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

There you are, sitting in the garden
Clutching my coffee, calling me sugar
You called me sugar

Have you ever wished for an endless night?
Lassoed the moon and the stars and pulled that rope tight
Have you ever held your breath and asked yourself
Will it ever get better than tonight? Tonight

Ahh goddess art of beautiful women, THANK YOU Pink for the glorious performance!

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"Inside the Belly of a Crime I Never Committed"

2010-10-28T07:17:00.002-10:00

"Bleeding Wings 6" 18" clay sculpture by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

"Inside the Belly of a Crime I Never Committed"

I feel hidden inside the belly of a crime I never committed.
I feel coaxed toward the pleasure of a sin not yet known
guilt in mind
I set focus on the betrayal of my own self worth.
As I wind my heart around it all
like a ball of yarn
lines that have been added to
with the intention of meeting other things
the warmth of a sweater
a blanket to cover me at night
or a mind that screams
when I feel vulnerable.

I am not so disillusioned by the dwelling of introspection
that I am not safe though.
My palm shows generous stories
just like any one else's.
I tend the garden of complacency
grieving for lost artwork.
I hold tea parties at midnight
when no one is watching
and I call on every demon angel I have ever met there.
They tend to sing too loud though
and so
I quiet them by sharing my poems
and brushing my hair with remote intentions.
Be safe
I whisper
and we will all find shelter in a far off cove
that was always meant for lovers.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
27 October 2010
Copyright 2010

INVENTORY AT MONKDOGZ, NEW YORK:

"Mr. Magnusen", 30x40x2 oil on canvas

2010-07-20T07:10:00.002-10:00

The image is of my (Kathy Ostman-Magnusen) painting of Dennis.

Artist's Statement:

"Mr. Magnusen", 30x40x2 oil on canvas, by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

Artist's Statement:

Mr. Magnusen, the subject of my painting, shares many of my same memories. We grew up not far from one another In S. California and later attended the same high school. It was in high school that I fell in love with Dennis G Magnusen. That love story was put on hold for some 30 years.

In 1967 Dennis was drafted by the US Army, and subsequently went to Vietnam in 1968. Circumstances and follies of youth would cause us to follow separate paths.

While in Vietnam Dennis was strongly affected by the children he saw there. "Children were never meant to experience war", he told me years later. He decided that he wanted to do his part to change the world. "Real change in any society begins with the children," was Dennis' mantra, so he became a teacher. He worked with gang zone high school kids in the evenings and intermediate students in the afternoon. Grades of F's and D's were bought up to A's and B's. Mr. Magnusen reached beyond his own expectations, leading kids to an understanding of their own worth, thus opening doors to their potential futures. He created a surf club and got the community to help. He was often featured on local TV and newspapers as someone who was making a difference in children's lives. Dennis also became a Mentor teacher, lending help to other educators. Being somewhat of a rebel he advised fellow teaches of ideas that reached beyond standard textbook techniques.

Sadly the ghost of Vietnam took away Mr. Magnusen's strength in the form of Peripheral Neuropathy, caused by Agent Orange. By 1990 he was too ill to continue his beloved teaching career. It broke his heart. Seeking rest, relief from stress, needing a special place to deal with the physical pain that comes with Small Nerve Fiber Neuropathy, he relocated to Hawaii. Hawaii has been his solace and a cool breeze when memories of who he once was for kids becomes faint.

About three months ago "Mr. Magnusen" was contacted by a former student. Amy had been looking for him for eighteen years. She had heard he had died from Agent Orange complications, but still hoped that she would find him. You see, Amy became a teacher and she wanted to find Mr. Magnusen to tell him how much he had affected her life. While working on her Masters in Literature, Amy wrote a paper describing the most influential person in her life. That person was Mr. Magnusen. Amy called to tell Mr. Magnusen that she wanted to make a difference in this world too. For a teacher there can be no greater reward.

As for me? I found Dennis once again after 30 years, through a miracle of circumstance, but that I guess is another story.

Meet the Artist, "me" in San Diego, CA

2010-06-12T08:44:00.002-10:00

Hi!

If you are in Southern California this Tuesday, 6/15/10 come and meet the artists! Dani Dodge, Marilyn Szabo and "me"! We will all be speaking about our artwork.

Hugz~!

Dennis Needs Help, The VA is NEGLIGENT

2010-01-23T07:30:00.003-10:00

"Mr. Magnusen" 36x48x2 oil on canvas

"Dennis Needs Help, The VA is NEGLIGENT"

This has nothing to do with art per say except that my husband Dennis is an artist, he plays guitar and writes beautiful songs. He has written many for me as we were high school sweethearts who reconnected after 30 years. He love me.

I have posted the painting I did of him that was in the Schaefer Portrait Challenge in Hawaii, called, "Mr. Magnusen"

If you know of anyone who might help him or want to pray for him I would appreciate your assistance.

Here is his story:

To whom it may concern,

My name is Dennis G. Magnusen, I used to be a mentor teacher in Hawaiian Gardens, CA. This was a hard place for a kid to grow up, gangs were well established in this area. I taught junior high during the day, home students in the afternoon, and high school "gangsters" in the evening out of a community
store front school. I loved my job; I took it very seriously. I became an educator because of my experiences
in Vietnam; I did not like what war did to people nor to children, therefore, I taught peaceful resolution to conflicts whenever it seemed necessary. I had to quit teaching in 1990 due to the effects of Agent Orange; I moved to Hawaii.

HERE IS THE PROBLEM: My VA doctor of 18 years (Dr. George W. Ross, Chief of Neurology for the state of Hawaii) finally admitted that he knows nothing about my medical condition. He always told me that "I should not be in so much pain" and that "it is not going to kill me". As it turns out, he could not be more wrong.

In early 2008 I was diagnosed with severe small fiber neuropathy from a biopsy that was sent to Therapath Lab,NY. This is a very painful disease that controls the autonomic nervous system; this has never been addressed by the VA. The only thing the VA has done is to load me up on drugs. Most doctors are amazed that I can even get out of bed with so many medications. I need treatment (i.e. IVIG), not more meds.

In 2008 Dr. Ross recommended that I see Dr. Mandaville (at Univ. Calif. at San Diego and also with the VA in LaJolla). On January 15, 2008, I was to meet with the VA's neurologist who was going to turn me over to Dr. Mandeville. Instead, the VA's neurologist (Dr. Vivan) said that they were going to "re-test" me. It has been a year since that meeting and nothing has changed, they schedule me 4-6 months after each test to see a neurologist, and then order another test.

I need help. In December of 2009, I had to go to the ER twice. The first time I went to a local hospital, I was convulsing and could not breathe ( I was throwing-up continuously and therefore could not keep my meds down), the pain was severe. The next day it happened again. This time I went to the VA in LaJolla, a 25 mile drive. I had to wait in ER for 5 hours before being seen. Once again in severe pain. I was admitted for 3 days before being stabilized. I can't help but to think this wouldn't happen if I was not on so many meds.

In the VA's Patient Right's, it states: "You will be treated with dignity, compassion, and respect as an individual. You will receive care in a safe environment." I've never felt like I was a recipient of this kind of care, it's more like DENY, DELAY and DEATH.

So far I've been diagnosed with peripheral neuropathy, avascular necrosis ( left hip has had a full replacement, the right hip is still deteriorating), cardiomyopathy, COPD, chronic pain, chest pain, PTSD, persistent insomnia, acute sinusitis, acute tonsillitis, malaise and fatigue, cough, pyronies disease, gastrointestinal motility, and small fiber neuropathy, as well as a few others.

I need help. All I want is a doctor who can help me. There are still things in this world that I want to accomplish. I want the VA to treat me with dignity, compassion, and respect as an individual, and give me that care in a safe environment.

Dennis G Magnusen

BAREBRUSH ARTIST OF THE MONTH~ I WON! THANKS TO ALL MY FRIENDS

2009-12-02T08:21:00.001-10:00

BAREBRUSH ARTIST OF THE MONTH~ I WON! THANKS TO ALL MY FRIENDS!

THANK YOU, THANK YOU!!

Art on Barebrush VOTE FOR ME!! #19

2009-11-01T09:33:00.002-10:00

VOTE FOR ME!! #19
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HI! My painting has been selected by Marina Hadley for Curator's Choice. Voting is on your left~ Would you do me a favor and VOTE FOR ME! "#19" ? That's my painting! Vote for "Curators Choice" and then again for "My Fav" both "#19".. OK? THANK YOU SO MUCH! ~Kathy

http://www.barebrush.com/NOTM/Archives/NOTM2009_11.php

Art~ PLEASE VOTE for ME~Vote #19 "Curators Choice" &again for "My Fav" both "#19".. OK? THANK YOU SO MUCH! ~Kathy

"Young Girls Who Die Too Soon - Remembering Terry "

2009-09-02T07:02:00.002-10:00

This is a little watercolor I did for HayHouse Inc. that is in Anne Wilson Schaef's "Meditations for Women Who Do Too Much" CARDS. I am the illustrator of all of those cards. I considered my own two daughters as I painted the one above. ~Kathy

"Young Girls Who Die Too Soon - Remembering Terry "

Her name was written on a stone
Terry
in a light pink shade of sadness
for she was a lovely
but very lonely
girl
who had passed away in Spring
so many years ago now.

I guess one could say
that pink
had turned to blue
and in the early mornings
when the sun
was not yet seeping though my windows
I heard her chanting
with all those tunes
that had turned into
a purple
hue.
And me
feeling the light
that fell through shades of wonder
gave in
to sorrow.

Who would think to shred a blossom
before it could be opened?
It felt like that
whenever I missed her
and thought of her passing
on.
Sad tokens of roses and deserted vases
I will forever remember them
in closets tied fast
to memories
and a young girls potential dreams
and the gift of untitled songs.

Who would tread on that path?
The one that a girl would know
and possibly find herself in?
Not me
nor you?
Not even a startled lark
would paddle that row.

I wear a hat on formal occasions
just like my grandma used to do.
I decided later
after my last gallery opening
it was indeed an most appropriate
fashion statement
for me
to do.

Within my insecurities
I measured it
that hat
so its band fit
making me feel
as my grandma would insist upon
well groomed.

And yes
indeed
it was quite fitting
blue bonnet
in fashion I wore it
in honor of a young girl
who was never to meet a history
for she
was only doomed.
Never to know gallery openings
at all
nor paintings
that filled a room.

I cannot count the stanzas
to poems that I write
not anymore
no
but I fill a notebook and stroke its moods
that my own mind
explores.
And
into this gloom felt
it all
so overwhelmingly
intrudes.

Oft times people strike a mood
and let me say here now
that in this tale
that stride
does indeed
include
"you".
YOU made me feel too sad
and
too alone
and wanting for a girl
to rise
despite her passing
long ago.
And knowing she was not singing
anymore
beyond
a larks glistening eyes
or inside anyones heart
but mine
and maybe
her sister
mother and father.
I felt distracted
by you
and your demanding
unknowing
mimes
despite the eulogy
time signs.

I think sometimes that I might not surface
again
and I'll be that girl who died
oh
but then
sinking into my pillow
late at night
I reflect
knowing
that she had passed
in front of me
ahh yes
dying eyes.
So I charm my memories
despite a damsels
last
pitiful
shrinking
sigh.

In the morning
I find
that I am opening my eyes
again
to meet whatever that day plans.
Routine takes me ore
just like everyone else
just like everyone else...
except
maybe
a young girl I have known
except
a young girl walking
beyond
a rules exclusive ride
who meets me when I think of her
and cautions me
to walk beyond the sadness
of her passing
and my own
sorrowful
eyes.

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
30 August 2009
Copyright 2009

Sculpture "Bleeding Wings 3" ~Art in Progress

2009-08-29T14:26:00.003-10:00

Sculpture "Bleeding Wings 3" ~Art in Progress.

This piece is drying still as I prepare to photograph "Bleeding Wings 4"

These pieces can be found on one of my websites:

http://www.kathyostman-magnusen.com

Jesse Cook Europa HQ (videoclip)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uoFPNy0JVQI

"Leonardo da Vinci - Scientist & Inventor Sculpt His Way Far Beyond Brilliant Conclusions"

2009-07-12T04:43:00.008-10:00

"Aftermath" 48x60x2 oil on canvas, Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

This is my time, anyone's time, to reach beyond what was understood yesterday, yes, reach beyond brilliant conclusions even. This is the day and perfect time. Stretch your mind as did Leonardo da Vinci and many famous artists have.

TURN ON THE MUSIC VIDEO TO READ MY POEM BELOW... SMILE

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vTxKmv9PrD0&feature=fvw

"Leonardo da Vinci - Scientist & Inventor Sculpt His Way Far Beyond Brilliant Conclusions"

There were melodies past the rhythm of the expected
that caused my heart to echo applauds.
I clapped my hands together for I'd found my space there.
A space that I'd been longing for.

I pulled off my mask
and all my mental clothes
felt the freedom of deliverance
embraced my zeal for creativity and my own being
to be known.

I will not be contained I screamed
Hear me!
Seducing the blaze that strokes the vintage stranger
near ignored.
Let me explore artists of yore
Warhol, Picasso, Klimt, Modigliani
Michelangelo
my reaching and reasoning being.
I love their passion.

Matisse, remind me of the colors and set my instincts in focus.
Help me feel the pigments with the eagerness of a lover.

Let me call on Leonardo da Vinci
scientist and inventor
sculpting his way beyond brilliant conclusions.
The depth of him
unquenchable curiosity
botanist, architect, mathematician,
musician.
Illegitimate son of a peasant woman
back in the day when those roots
did not bring one
too many dimensions.

I will not be contained I scream
looking at da Vinci and where my own life
should
or could
be.
Ah Leonardo da Vinci what a mentor
dear muse you are.

This is my time
anyone's time
to reach beyond what was understood yesterday
yes, reach beyond brilliant conclusions even.
This is the day and perfect time.
The acquisition of knowledge
there
before us all.
How monumental
stunning and how truly amazing
this road
glorious opportunity
there directly in front of all of us.

Copyright 2009
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

"Bleeding Wings"

2009-07-07T06:02:00.002-10:00

I just posted my new sculpture to my "Primal Art" website. My other website it tame and child friendly.. this one? Nope.

Anyway... check out my new work:

http://www.kathyostman-magnusen.com/Kathy_Ostman-Magnusen_Art/ART_IN_PROGRESS__SCULPTURE.html

Traveling Children

2009-06-29T07:45:00.000-10:00

Robert Miles - Children, Song was popular in Europe in mid 90's

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Rz4p5MeJJ8

"There Are Children in the Grave Who Used to Laugh and Sing"

2009-06-21T11:08:00.001-10:00

"Little Girl" 18x20 oil on canvas

Children are the saddest casualty of any war or conflict. If you listen you can hear them calling out.

"There Are Children in the Grave Who Used to Laugh and Sing"

There are children in the grave
who used to laugh
and sing
and go to school
like normal children do.
But now
there are children in the grave.
Patriotic songs ring out
for men play games of war
and power.

Hiding under the covers
alone time
trying not to hear their cries
that no longer make a sound
and yet
screaming
continually
if you pause long enough
to hear.
Like the saddest symphony
a thousand instruments
objecting to the end
heard
silent.

I listen for it still
as reluctantly as you
and wear those colors
blue
keeping them tightly clutched
inside my hand.
Passers by
sometimes forget
that kind of emptiness
but we won't
right?

Right to count the storms
yet oh
I wish this one
was over.
Take even steps
mark the time
number our falls
stand still in those permanent spaces
ready
courage to speak out
against a young child's rival.

The intensions of the determined
crush against such memories
demanding muteness.
But oh
we should always hesitate
before moving on.
We don't need to see the wind
to understand the light around us
confessions come easiest
when impulsive.
Yes
we should always honor the voices
of those children
who never got a chance to sing
their songs
as loud as we could
if we chose to
before our life
was gone.

There are children in the grave
who used to laugh
and sing
and go to school
like normal children do.
But now
there are children
in the grave.

Copyright 2009
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

"I Was Meant to Fly Higher Than My Imagination Sometimes Allows -Higher Than Any Fairy is 'Allowed'"

2009-06-14T13:04:00.002-10:00

"For Isa" 18x24 oil on canvas

Soo... turn on the music/Utube if you haven't already.. It makes for nice ambiance for my poem below.

"I Was Meant to Fly Higher Than My Imagination Sometimes Allows -Higher Than Any Fairy is 'Allowed'"
~~*~~

She tried to imagine herself flying
but she couldn't
only fairies can fly that high.

Blending spirits in that moment...
It is an unmistakable journey
one that starts under the sea
greeted by discoveries
never imagined before.

Beams of light
from the diamonds off the water
for a rainbow to meet
and thus
a mermaid is greeted
by a magical dragons
undying sigh
melted
to a greeting.
It is not impossible to sing
those magical
nights.

And if you did not know
how far a dream can measure
how far a longing
can go
let me tell you
it is
without a doubt
very
very
far
past the doubting heart.

Magic should never be measured
not it you want to save a heart.
Never try to bind a worry
of a latent measure
for newness to be met
beyond the thought of who we can be
or of who we are in fact
are.

I can fly as high as I long to
and if you think high enough
my captain
my darling
so
my restless prince
can you.
Come close to where we are
its very close.

I want to reach that circumference
I trust
and feel the height of it
one bleeding intake
of my breath at a time.

There are circles that never end
and within that measure
we hold onto hope
waiting beyond contentment
beyond what is expected
and in that miracle
find not one single second
of rest.

Mercy should not take pity
never.

And past today
let me feel every circumstance
and feel the ultimate
overwhelmed
unharnessed in forever un-groomed.
Let me realize my own spark
holding out
forever holding out
past the night
beyond what is sighted here
beyond the prince
groomed.

Let me climb that high
let me be the beam
of my own light
and never stop trying to absorb
every single beat.
Music coming
save me
save me
forever past these days
and their bountiful
release.

Let the sky be higher
than I might ever imagine
let me at least
absorb its
reason for being
and my life
yet un-savory
but still testing.

Don't let me go
the fairy in me spoke
for I am in longing
and in this state of mind
hold out
never pass this moment.
Let me understand
my own wings.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Copyright 2008

"I Met a Mystic Along a Dusty Pathway - I Had Never Seen Such Magic"

2009-06-12T14:11:00.001-10:00

We often judge ourselves harsher than needed. Sometimes the focus should be more on the beauty that is all around us. It is such a dear and simple thing to embrace magic.

"I Met a Mystic Along a Dusty Pathway - I Had Never Seen Such Magic"

There was a mystic
along the pathway
I saw him from a distance.
It became clear as I approached him
that I
was in the face of truth.

My eyes blurred
mixed with tears
for I had never seen magic
up close before.
I had never embraced the truth
in such pure form
as that afternoon
there on a simple dirt road.

I could not speak.
I could barely think really
it was a day that felt too bright
to look upon
and so
I did indeed
look away from him
as he began to pass me by.

He didn't pass me by though.
No
he stood directly in front of me.
I had nowhere to look
but up.
Up to see his eyes on mine.

Feelings of being found out
my plight
my woes
my insecurities
about a forever meaning
he seemed to spy them all.
I was
to me at least
exposed.

What is it that causes us to spill all
when confronted with pure honesty?
Embracing it seemed past logic
it encompassed a certain instinct
one that reels in misgivings about grace.

My will was overpowered
not because I had been beaten into submission
not because proof had glared at me
causing me to succumb.
No
It was a holiness that filled the air
a rainbow on my skin
and a dance
that lead past the skyline.

What I expected from his eyes
seeing me
seeing through me
was a book of rules...
Now you do this
and no more of that.

But the Mystic
only gave me an empty pages
and said
Find your own way
and with every step you take
remember your place in this world
for it is just as holy
as the dawning of a recognition
a removed veil
that reveals the pureness of beauty itself.
Open your eyes
and see the light of creativity.
It has been present all the while
you simply lost your way
and stopped looking for it.
Open your eyes
for a host of elegance displayed.

I could not accept such generosity.
But what about the list
of things that are wrong with me
I don't see it within these pages.

There is no need to write that down
he calmly said
those things seem to burn within you
on their own
you already know your frailties.
Focus on the lovely things
know when others need your help
in seeing those things too.
Take of your shoes
if someone needs them
and you'll be fine.

I wanted to fall to the ground
kiss his feet
but in the very moment
that I accepted his words
he was...
gone.

I thought of Rumi then
of that quote I had rehearsed so many times:

"Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don't open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument.

Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground." ~ Rumi

And there
along the roadside
I did kiss the ground.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
copyright 2009

Music for my Poetry

2009-06-07T15:42:00.000-10:00

Free Coloring Page From Kathy-Happy Day All You Flower Fairies & Mermaid Fans

2009-06-07T13:51:00.003-10:00

Double click image to enlarge, then print out.

You may feel free to download this to color or whatever else you like.. just NOT for "RESALE" This is a copyrighted 2009 image and may only be used for personal pleasure.

Happy day to you, Kathy

"Do Flower Fairies Die? And If They Do - Is There a Special Place For Them in Heaven?"

2009-06-07T13:05:00.003-10:00

"Orchid" photo by Dennis G Magnusen Copyright 2009

Do you fret about fairies? Worry about them and what do they do all Winter long? Do they succumb to the coldness? Lastly most pitifully, does a flower faery die?

"Do Flower Fairies Die? And If They Do - Is There a Special Place For Them in Heaven?"

Do flower fairies die?
If so..
where do they go when they pass
from this life?
Is there a special place in heaven?
A gathering of natures gifts
that never falls asleep
a harvests destiny?

Or is it that a faery in your garden
truly
never dies at all?
Is it possible that a pixie elf
rests in the Winter
till it's time
to come back out?

I believe it in this moment
that all faery princesses
do indeed
forever live.

Once you decide that a faerie lives
on
tis no longer a legend
or a mythological dream
its a matter of fact
a most beautiful
resounding
belief.

Embracing all the miracles
of each flowers gifts
touched by early morning dew
diamonds from the sky
shining brilliantly true
look on
believing.
What else is there to do?

Glorious beings
folklore told
magical creatures
cradle the gifts
of life
and all its miraculous
treasures
stored.

And despite all disbelievers
a flowers majesty
will always shine on
brilliantly true
for me
and yes
ever faithfully
for you
too.

Dear flower nymphs
make it through
the Fall and Winter of life
so
considering their resilience
why not me
why not you?

Goddesses of rainbows praying
fore Springtime miracles
pick it up
respond to the earths glory
appreciate their seedlings
despite their struggle
a prayer set forth
holy.
Watching as Fall
covers Forget-Me- Nots up
as Winter sets each petal to rest
it is for a faery
an acceptable
upset.
Springtime brings it all on again
and the mornings refreshed
with Mother Nature's
dance
and a whimsical angels song.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Copyright 2009

ABOUT Kathy Ostman-Magnusen: I am an artist, represented by Monkdogz Urban Art, New York. ORIGINAL ART may be purchased through Monkdogz: http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Magnusen/artist_magnusen.htm
FREE ART GIFTS 'suitable for children' plus prints, giclees, cards, available on my website: http://www.kathysart.com

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A Fairies Bloodletting- Did She Deserve it? Or is the Bloodletting Ceremony For You?

2009-06-06T09:43:00.005-10:00

Looking to self.. where are we within any given picture? We all have insecurities. Perhaps YOU will see yourself in this story.

Such a fairy
such a sacrifice
a bloodletting
would be her demise?

She stood outside the doorway
looking in.
If she could have
she would have let those roses
bleed
to their pitiful death.
A bloodletting of an infant soul
heartaches till now
not fully disclosed.

Whimsical angel
drown out all those intrusions
scissors that cut away
well meaning
but distant
compared to other keyholes
villain moles.

Stairways usually lead to
somewhere.
Bandages usually cover wounds.
Fairies
can drown in a drop of dew
if you aren't watching
carefully.

Who sees?

Everyone gets lost
from their own selves
once in awhile
pieces of memories
stored
come predictably.

Clouds
exposing leaves on trees
all
most pitifully
dried out.

Slipping under the surface
of any painting you choose
it is there in the artists deliverance
because...
she sees
"YOU".

So let me paint your portrait
will you?
Create a setting
past the rhythm of routine
now that we've exposed YOU
my caring queen
past the shroud
clarity set
truth
aroused?

Surprised of the turn
about?

Aroused are you?

Past any fairy
you stumbled upon
broken
there between your breaths
she and I
found
YOU.

Bloodletting
not yet through.

So stop and think
at this very second
reflect on WHO YOU
are.

Afraid...
are you?
A bit exposed now?

YOU wonder
saying
this is stupid
I thought this was a story about a fairy
bleeding
this is NOT about ME.

You've been caught!
YOU
sorting out lost ambitions
stifling your soul
waiting
for neglected days
to come
out
waiting for them
to unfold.

Surprised...
are you?
That all of this is not about a fairy
at all..
it is not about her bloodletting
it is all about
YOU.
It is indeed a trick
designed to pull
YOU
helplessly
out.

I saw your last night
wondered about your words
misspoken
maybe?
Yes.. you have been
found
out.

And all I have to say to you
at this point is
lets gather all those pieces of what you left
behind
that you have
in the back of your mind
been crying about.
Right?

Time to paint a new portrait
self
coming out.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
copyright 2009

"A Goddess of the Moon Defied the Stars en Route and Killed the Handsome Sailor"

2009-05-22T15:15:00.004-10:00

FIRST TURN ON THE MUSIC... TIS SUCH A LOVELY SONG.

"A Goddess of the Moon Defied the Stars en Route and Killed the Handsome Sailor"

She captured hope from his eyes
goddess of the moon
defying stars en route
dreams that might come true
this damsel demanded his last
living
breath.

It was not kind
a siren that stole his soul
his being
unprotected
unprepared
and yet
she did
what she had lusted for.

Left behind along a sandy shoreline
holding only
tokens of a memory
a princess of the land
held scraps of paper
in her wanting hands.
Later to pasted in a notebook
a boatman's remnants
one day
most carelessly
to be tossed
most irreverently
away.
Down the line of life
a stranger who would not discern
such a delicate story
a diary had procured.
Lost love
and memories
that faded
long before
within a beauties
pitiful song and lore.

Such a seaman was he
brave to meet the storms
traveling in a long boat
cross the waves of majesty.
He called upon a mermaids legend
to find a most perfect pearl
for his lovely land beauty
who
upon his return
would marry her.

Unsuspecting
that mariner unprotected
did not realize a mermaid
could be vengeful.
And thus
upon seeing such a handsome bo
that water maiden
fell in love with the princess' hero.
Siren of the the sea
meticulously
planned to take him captive
to meet another
seaweed laced
destiny.

Unaware
He could only hope for magical visions
in the depth of the ocean
where a gem from the waters
might be
for his princess in waiting
at home in a castle
so soft and lovely.

Refrains from protection
twas a heros way
never realizing jealous hearts
power unknown
can take
a sailors breath
away.

Poor pitiful sea farer
all he could do
was lie down naked
hoping the moonlight would have pity
on yesterdays
yearnings
digressions
forgiveness
on his mind
but ohhh
so sadly
not in time.

Don't let your dreams fade
lover of mine
called out the princess
from a grassy hillside
toward the whales
and the waves
the unknown and beyond
uselessly defied
fore deep in her heart
past gates of promise
she knew
her lover
did die.

Down into the deep
pulled by a sea vixen
who had decided to take care
of her own ambitions.
Brave seafarer was he
remembered by a princess
who reluctantly met
a most unwanted
destiny.

By Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Copyright 2009

The image is one is my paintings from my "ke ala o Pele" series.. it is 30x40 and sorry but I can't remember the title at the moment. It is available through Monkdogz Urban Art http://www.monkdog.com

"My Tiny Angel Has Gone Off Flying - Leaving Me With a Jealous Heart"

2009-05-05T11:56:00.001-10:00

"Euphoria" 36x48 oil on canvas

"My Tiny Angel Has Gone Off Flying - Leaving Me With a Jealous Heart"

Every other angel
seems to get it right
every other tiny angel...
just not mine.
We'll have to have a word or two
once she stops dreaming.

As if she didn't know it
there are strings
attached to everything.
Just about everything
wears a coat.

Ward off the hunter
he comes to victimize
every loose end
except his own.
Alone
foolish to own that I'm fragile
even though my angels gone
a flying.

Mascara runs down weeping eyes
stupid eyes that cry
who simply don't understand
their tears
can be waterproofed
and defied.

Deep down
I've always loved empty cages
reminding me
of angels who capture sparks
and learn to fly off.
A pattern of flashes
once kept on leashes
released.

Wheels continue spinning
for the aimless
a primary defense of the queen's gambit
of trading off stars
that shine too much
lest she lose her stage.

So I sift through moments
of unrehearsed lines
I'd never hold her to them anyway
oh angel
of mine.

Everyone's garden seems trimmed
nowhere to hide a wanting fairy
no room for boxes
of secrets
no where to shelter hidden meanings
tied to strings.

I've planned an invitation
going to send it
by a doves wing
fore although my tiny angel is far away
I'll embroider her memory
and attach it to all my songs.

Yes
everything wears a coat
and everyone understands
a certain long lost tiny angel
and empty pockets.
Despite what people tell you
and no matter how loudly
there are fairies
who burst forth from their cages
leaving a jealous heart
alone.

05 May 2009
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Copyright 2009

"Pixie Myths - Fairies Finding Their Way to Fantasy Stories"

2009-05-04T09:32:00.001-10:00

Pixie myths visited...Above is a little watercolor sketch of mine... it seems to go well with this tale. Once in awhile my splendid little pixie fairy surprises me. Whenever I think she has disappeared or perhaps pixie myths never existed at all, there she stands, as tiny as Tinkerbell, right there before my disbelieving eyes, offering me glimpses into her inspiration.

"Pixie Myths - Fairies Finding Their Way to Fantasy Stories"

Beyond the meadow
I did discover Pixie myths
fairies finding their way to fantasy stories
mythical little flower creatures of folklore
enchanting me
ahh such a lovely celtic dream.

My personal pixie darling
in a Victorian setting
sat beside me one glorious afternoon.
We shared the day and peeled off
the most delightful giggles.
On que
my attentive little darling
being a dear little audience
listened
as I shared my fantasies
legends of mermaids
ships that set sail
on Scandinavian seas
and the sailors
who had been kidnapped
because of a mermaids undying love.
Legends, pixie myths,
real flower faeries
whimsical angels
blessing the day.

I recited on...
from books once stored away
and forgotten
of princes on white horses
rescuing the sleeping beauty
awakened by a kiss.

Whenever I paused to sip some tea
or take a nibble from a bit of chocolate
she brought me
my pointed ear companion
reminded me
in song
that magic is never all that far away.
Ahh my dear pixie fairy friend.

Finding a spot online
I showed my darling elf
a certain fairies.com
Reading the last page
we chirped like birds
lured into a little pixie house
that we could cut out
fold together
and tie with ribbons of satin.
What a fun discovery!

Once in awhile
to this day
my splendid little pixie fairy
surprises me.
Whenever I think she has disappeared
or perhaps never existed at all
there she stands
as tiny as Disney's Tinkerbell
right there before my disbelieving eyes
offering me glimpses into her inspiration.
and so I take them
make little drawings of descriptions she shares
and put them in a box of koa
where all my childhood memories
and pixie myths
are stored.

04 May 2009
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

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

2009-04-29T06:24:00.006-10:00

"DNA" 30x40 reverse plexi-glass by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Collection of Candy and Larry Wood

TURN ON THE MUSIC:

"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
22 April 2009
copyright 2009

The painting above was done as per the commissions requirements, which were personal details of the clients life, which is why the reference to DNA.

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Free Art: http://www.kathysart.com
Primal Series:
http://www.kathyostman-magnusen.com
Represented by:
Monkdogz Urban Art, New York
http://www.monkdogz.com
Monkdogz Kathy Ostman-Magnusen Inventory:
http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/inventory_magnusen.htm

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

2009-04-23T07:15:00.001-10:00

Turn on the music!

"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 2009

I Painted a Dream of Enchanted Faeries Where Flowers Met the Dew

2009-04-11T12:50:00.005-10:00

First? Turn on the music:

"I Painted a Dream of Enchanted Faeries Where Flowers Met the Dew"

I painted a dream of enchanted faeries
drew out maps to travel with
whimsical angel pictures
where flowers met the dew.

I imagine a mermaids mission
toward the sea past the glen
my satchel is full
of notebooks held past pretend.

I seek whimsical angels
who watch over a babies footprints
keeping eye on the daylight
and the doves mournful relent.

Stay close beside an infants crib
ward off all danger
protecting unsuspecting infants
for a thousand and one years.

No dragons may enter
only song birds allowed
in a butterfly garden
tis a fairies lament rung stout.

Fairies guard the dandelion
and the twinkling stars
lest they fly away without us
and leave our outstretched arms.

Whimsical angel drawings
Another world outside my own
yet I listen so intently
for a land past my home.

Enchanted fairies sing songs
and beacon the moonlight
and if you close your eyes to listen
you'll hear a tender might.

Inspired by a faeries tenderness
attention to a needing land
a fairies flight returns predicted
to a believers outstretched hands.

Swans grow from goslings
birds from eggs
clumsy beginnings yes
lead to mysterious legs.

Bells chime
time to meet a magic maker
holding keys to lands
fore every single mystery partaker.

Amid the trembling roses
who meet a unicorns dream
rest assured a captains roar
will forever sing.

Never worry little princess
fore a story of might
a note has been left by a mermaid
fore a swan songs undying
and perhaps restless
flight.

11 April 2009
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

The image is of "Swan Song" 30x40 oil on canvas by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen Original available through Monkdogz Urban Art http://www.monkdogz.com

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"Happiness vrs. the Unhappy Soul - I LUST For Passion"

2009-03-20T15:11:00.003-10:00

"Flight" 24x48 oil on canvas by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

"Happiness vrs. the Unhappy Soul - I LUST For Passion"

I was prompted by someone dear to me to consider what happiness is and how to find it. I must tell you ahead of time that I am an artist and my consideration of happiness might be distorted from yours.. yes you may think so. My approach is that we are ALL floundering to find our way. We stumble, recognize the pebbles and sometimes boulders and then? We continue on because we have learned a few things. (?)

Take me with a grain of salt and perhaps your own conclusions as well.

You can't let anyone, be it spouse or lover, put you in a 'specific' box, just because you don't know what kind of box works for you. Just because what makes them happy does not make you happy, does not mean that you can't be happy, once you FIND what makes you happy. You can't settle for what someone else loves in life, just because you don't know yet. Just because you don't feel the same as another person, does not mean there is something wrong with you.

Here is what "I" think...

Happiness is a very elusive thing... overrated as I have said before to some who know me. It comes in spurts.. and I think most times we don't recognize it when it is...

ALL AROUND US...

and then...

It is gone.

We have to try to see it when it is there though and then begin to embrace it. The more we do, the more we will understand what there was/is about it that makes us feel that way. I think it is much easier to cradle.. coddle even, pain and the dark side. I do that... that is what art is about to me. I am just being honest as an artist with the artist's soul I was born with. I have always said and felt too, that there is nothing particularly "interesting about happy". It just isn't that interesting... and does not spring forth any great works of art. There are many who would beg to differ with me... and I understand their approach to things, but it just does not work for me. Am I doomed for depression? At times I guess yes. A bitter pill is swallowed and I hold it within my trembling hands before I partake... each and every single time.

I just watched the movie, "Modigliani" Here is the theme song at the end...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nbaiMd3AnjI&NR=1

I think it so fitting that this is the end of the movie... the credits, as if it is our very lives being considered.

Consider...

I think there is a part of ME that does not really want to be happy... in happy there is no art, not what I consider to be true art... no true passion and the mere fact that it is so fleeting makes it too fragile to deal with. So again I go back to "What is INTERESTING about happy?"

There is a spot inside everyones soul that seeks to understand their passion... and so they eternally lust after it. I do. You do, even if you deny that it might come artistically... it does. If God exists at all, it is in creativity. He/she... IT... IS CREATIVITY. Consider flowers in the desert. To deny that part of yourself.. or for me to put it on the shelf, is in fact the greatest sin. But as I wrote... this is just me, take it or leave it.

I say...

FEEL DEEPLY

SEEK WHAT YOU FEEL WITH A LOVERS LUST AND FEED THAT PASSION.

And if you don't know what it is? It is NEVER up to ANYONE else to tell you or to confine you in theirs...

the RESPONSIBILITY IS YOURS.

This is after all... YOUR LIFE.

Life is fragile and yet... difficult to kill. We give it away or we honor it... it is up to you and up to me to do with it as we will.

The mix of happiness and unhappiness is so that we will know the difference.

We are not in Africa watching our baby being held high with a sword... that is not unhappy, that is evil. So we can't confuse those things with atrocities. We must recognize them though.. because it takes true passion to overcome evil.

Back to being happy? IS IT in those fleeting seconds that are within a song that makes us feel that we can indeed fly? If so, that is passion known.

To neglect it is like leaving a baby on the side of the road unattended.

Pick up the baby...IT IS "YOU".

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
copyright 2009

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Sometimes the Dark Side Hosts Amazing Realms of Creativty

2009-03-20T06:49:00.002-10:00

This is one of those videos that captures you and stays inside you. LUV this! It is spooky kinda but within its darkness it shares a vision of birth.

Song to the Siren (This Mortal Coil)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XWzoUf_HmUw&feature=related

Schaefer Portrait-Marian Freeman Peoples Choice Award recipient, Noble Richardson

2009-02-28T13:41:00.004-10:00

Noble Richardson and Marian Freeman- Hawaii

Schaefer Portrait Challenge, Marian Freeman Peoples Choice Award recipient Noble Richardson

Schaefer Portrait Challenge Awards Reception, Maui,HI

2009-02-12T08:13:00.001-10:00

The response to the artists of the Schaefer Portrait Challenge 2009 and their work has been astounding with over 5,000 visitors to Maui Culture and the Arts Gallery to date!
Thousands of people have cast their ballots to determine their favorite portrait.
Maui Culture and the Arts will be hosting the Marian Freeman People's Choice Award reception Monday Feb. 16th at 5:00 in the gallery.
The top five artists with the most votes will be recognized and the $5,000. award will be given that evening.

If YOU are in Maui, Hawaii during this time be sure to stop by!

MY painting in this invite is top row second from the left. Within this blog I have posted the image of my painting called, "Mr. Magnusen" as well as the narrative.

Aloha, Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

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Drawings of Scorpions and Introducing You to Your Own Tail-Yes How to Draw a Scorpion

2009-01-29T10:34:00.005-10:00

"Drawings of Scorpions and Introducing You to Your Own Tail-Yes How to Draw a Scorpion"

Drawings of scorpions
sketches, drawings
of a serpents tail.
I feel their shell
and I become the work
I become the graphite
on the clear white pages
over and over to understand
just how enlightened can an artist be
when patterns are met by the hand?

Scorpion drawings
line my closet.
I hold my moods off balance
off center
dark
light
seeking daylight
yes
daylight.
Taken from my hidden rock
not to be exposed
just free to be myself.

Today
I am somehow entombed
by a lack of expression
my tail doth wane
I cannot feel my tongue
I am folded up
and set aside in secret drawers.
I long to be mesmerized
free from self imposed impositions.

Holding up a mirror
I see my scorpion
backwards
just like I feel I am
at times...
muted song and all.

I am like a memory
just a drawing
trying to create some sort of solum oath
fierce yet frail
dangerous if you provoke me
mindless if the sun is free to meet my back
and sees you wanting
me.
How to draw a scorpion?
You ask...
again?

In flight
I could go anywhere
stare at embankments
and then?
Just jump off!
Yes...
just leap into the abyss.
Why not?

But alas
I am not a bird nor dragonfly
not even a fly on ones wall.
I am inside my drawings
drawings of scorpions
because of you
because you said you'd like to see them.

You promised that you would not
slur your words anymore.
I demand that oath.
Sketches and drawings
colors lined up and waiting for atonement
say it as clear as you can
and I
might
follow you.

Stop asking me how to draw scorpions
OK?
Time to beacon your own.
Scorpion drawings
line my closet.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
copyright 2009

The image is called "Primal Block Party l" by me, Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
It consists of NINE 3x3x2 individual stretched canvas blocks. This is part of my "Primal Series", there are many more to this series... ask Bob or check out http://www.barebrush.com and look for me amount artists under the letter 'O' for Ostman-Magnusen.

To purchase this or any of my ORIGINAL art please contact Bob Hogge at Monkdogz Urban Art, New York. http://www.monkdogz.com

My page on Monkdogz: http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Magnusen/artist_magnusen.htm

Need some inspiration? Watch one of my favorite YouTubes:

Antony & The Johnsons: "Epilepsy Is Dancing" from their new release The Crying Light

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Antony & The Johnsons: Epilepsy Is Dancing
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"I Heard the Night... It Was a Breathtaking Responsibility"

2009-01-25T13:08:00.003-10:00

"I Heard the Night... It Was a Breathtaking Responsibility"

I heard the night...
it was a breathtaking responsibility.
A reality I must never dismiss.

My whale had not been sleeping
no
he had been waiting
for me
along the seaside and its mist.

How kind.

I caught a star
with the very tip my tongue.
It melted into
lavender
and roses
and then it enlightened me
yet almost frightened me
knowing
my muse
was not that far.

I imagined myself to be floating...

and so...

I WAS.

And yet...
Glassy eyed
for fear of losing that second of grace
I could barely find my way.

Wrapping promise around me
I would press on.

Dismissing sea weed away from my path
I had to remind myself
once again
that I was no longer a prisoner
despite my past
self imposed
circumstance.

I had been redressed by tiny angels
those fairies that comfort you
when no spark
of light
can be found.
Images buried
deep beneath the surface of a clouds cover
understanding little
for its barely singing sound.

I maintain the deepest gratitude
for the whale who waited
despite my protests
eluding to
my most unflattering moods.
Doorways blocked
with the rhythm of my songs
gated.
Yet
the whale
had pinned music to my veil
and washed away doubts
with the oceans logic.

And there
within my hand
trembling
yes
a star
did twinkle...
'backwards'
and an unforgettable wish...
granted.

"My MUSE!" I cried.

And there between my canvas
and my brush
most delicately
disguised.
The colors
would yet flow freely
knowing
their essence
would never die.

Whatever caused my nightmares
to surface
sad tale
I will refrain from hearing them
no matter how pale.
Oh, not a promise
exactly
mind you
just a world I live in
performing tasks
in pretend.

Pulling leaves from my pocket
I still will choose to know
nightmares have no space to score here
and nowhere
to land past the grove.

After hearing what the moon had to say
I am resolved
and understand
stars are not all that far to reach for
when near
a destined plan.

Ahh yes
I heard the night...
it was a breathtaking responsibility.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
copyright 2009

The image is of my painting, "For Isa",by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen copyright 2009, it is an 18x24 oil on canvas and part of my "Passion Series", which is an ongoing body of work. I always paint in series and continue on with them until I tire of their theme or the style they are presented in. I confess that I rarely do refined work anymore as I find it tedious and boring, opting for a freer dance of the brush so that my emotions meet the canvas in a more honest form.

Interested in purchasing the original? Contact Bob Hogge at Monkdogz Urban Art, NY http://www.monkdogz.com

Interested in a giclee? Humm that might take a bit of convincing so don't contact me lest you are sure you LOVE it! Smile.

Aloha, Kathy

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Visual Artists, Goddess Art, Fantasy Art-Improving SEO

2009-01-23T06:51:00.008-10:00

Visual artists, goddess art, fantasy art...Exchange links with the 'right' website, keep within your subject or niche! I have 'finally' realized why that is so important.

I came across a great article about improving website traffic:

http://www.isnare.com/?aid=265229&ca=Internet

Not a question but a note that I took in about this article. First off I am a visual artists so I am coming from that frame of thinking. When I first created my website a few years ago I linked to fellow artists but not similar in style. I linked a lot to abstract artists instead of what my art suggested, which is basically goddess art, fantasy warrior women of passion that are erotic in nature. I had not put it together 'why' I was linking so just got out there with my requests to exchange links. Good info I caught in your article that reminded me that I need to pursue 'like art'.

The 'image' above is of one of my paintings called "3" it is a 36x48 oil on canvas. Looking at it as I post it on here I am reminded that not all of my work is goddess art or fantasy art. It is all passionate art though but finding other artists who describe their work that way, being a good keyword that is. Ahh me it is all a science huh? I can see my work as fantasy art warrior women but that may not be within others minds when they see my work that that is what I do either. Hummm and smile!

If you Twitter come follow me! http://twitter.com/KathysArt

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Andrew Wyeth, Artist, Passes at 91-Famous For "Christina's World"

2009-01-16T07:00:00.005-10:00

Andrew Wyeth

"Christina's World" by Andrew Wyeth

Sadly, artist and illustrator Andrew Wyeth passed away today. Son of N C Wyeth, father of James Wyeth, passed away January 16, 2009. Andrew Wyeth was a probably most noted for his painting, "Christina's World".

From the New York Times:

"Andrew Wyeth, Famed and Infamous Artist, Dies at 91"
by Michael Kimmelman

" Andrew Wyeth, one of the most popular and also most lambasted artists in the history of American art, a reclusive linchpin in a colorful family dynasty of artists from tiny Chadds Ford, Penn., whose precise realist views of hardscrabble rural life became icons of national culture and sparked endless debates about the nature of modern art, has died at his home in suburban Philadelphia, The Associated Press reported."

Read more at:

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/17/arts/design/17wyeth.html?_r=1&hp

RIP Mr. Wyeth, you will be missed yet not forgotten. Thank you for all your glorious artwork.

Check out my Squidoo Lens for more info, pics, YouTubes, etc., about Mr. Wyeth:

http://www.squidoo.com/andrewwyeth

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"Mr. Magnusen"

2009-01-08T10:10:00.002-10:00

"Mr. Magnusen" 36x48x2 oil on canvas at the opening for the Shaefer Portrait Challenge.

If I Could Be Your Angel-Or... If YOU Might Be Mine (?)

2009-01-07T08:14:00.003-10:00

OK... so here is how it works; all those inspirations and how they find their way to canvas;how it works for me anyway. A friend on MySpace sent me some pics, these quotes below and a YouTube that shows a drawing, not the one above, but yes this song.
Sooo I felt and feel inspired by it all. I am not into 'angels' nor biblical agenda's but find a certain comfort in the magic these quotes and angels suggest. I have added one pic sent by my MySpace friend and one of my own "Primal Block Party 1", for I am indeed in chains to my own evils and angels of the artist soul. I like the image of angels here because it suggests some sort of secret. I feel inspired by the whole thing and plan on doing some art regarding chains, angels and all those demons that surface when we allow reality in.

Quotes:

Yes, love indeed is light from heaven; A spark of that immortal fire with angels shared, by Allah given to lift from earth our low desire.
~Lord Byron

We are each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another.
~Lucretius

If instead of a gem, or even a flower, we should cast the gift of a loving thought into the heart of a friend, that would be giving as the angels give.
~George MacDonald

I love good and pleasure, I hate evil and pain, I want to be happy and I am not mistaken in believing, that people, angels and even demons have those same inclinations.
~Nicolas Malebranche

It is not known precisely where angels dwell whether in the air, the void, or the planets. It has not been God's pleasure that we should be informed of their abode.
~Voltaire

The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.
~Socrates

It is by suffering that human beings become angels.
~Victor Hugo

For why should we not admire more the angels themselves and the blessed choirs of heaven?
~Giovanni Pico della Mirandola

The hours I spend with you I look upon as sort of a perfumed garden, a dim twilight, and a fountain singing to it. You and you alone make me feel that I am alive. Other men it is said have seen angels, but I have seen thee and thou art enough.
~George Edward Moore

Angels are spirits, flames of fire; they are higher than man, they have wider connections.
~Matthew Simpson

Adam was placed in Paradise in perfect estate, and in the company of God's angels; God walked and did talk with him. He heard the voice, and beheld the presence of God.
~John Jewel

A babe in the house is a well-spring of pleasure, a messenger of peace and love, a resting place for innocence on earth, a link between angels and men.
~Martin Farquhar Tupper

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen's "Mr. Magnusen" in Schaefer Portrait Challenge

2008-12-29T07:53:00.006-10:00

"Mr. Magnusen"
36x48x2 oil on canvas
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

Artist's Statement:

Mr. Magnusen, the subject of my painting, shares many of my same memories. We grew up not far from one another In S. California and later attended the same high school. It was in high school that I fell in love with Dennis G Magnusen. That love story was put on hold for some 30 years.

In 1967 Dennis was drafted by the US Army, and subsequently went to Vietnam in 1968. Circumstances and follies of youth would cause us to follow separate paths.

While in Vietnam Dennis was strongly affected by the children he saw there. "Children were never meant to experience war", he told me years later. He decided that he wanted to do his part to change the world. "Real change in any society begins with the children," was Dennis' mantra, so he became a teacher. He worked with gang zone high school kids in the evenings and intermediate students in the afternoon. Grades of F's and D's were bought up to A's and B's. Mr. Magnusen reached beyond his own expectations, leading kids to an understanding of their own worth, thus opening doors to their potential futures. He created a surf club and got the community to help. He was often featured on local TV and newspapers as someone who was making a difference in children's lives. Dennis also became a Mentor teacher, lending help to other educators. Being somewhat of a rebel he advised fellow teaches of ideas that reached beyond standard textbook techniques.

Sadly the ghost of Vietnam took away Mr. Magnusen's strength in the form of Peripheral Neuropathy, caused by Agent Orange. By 1990 he was too ill to continue his beloved teaching career. It broke his heart. Seeking rest, relief from stress, needing a special place to deal with the physical pain that comes with Small Nerve Fiber Neuropathy, he relocated to Hawaii. Hawaii has been his solace and a cool breeze when memories of who he once was for kids becomes faint.

About three months ago "Mr. Magnusen" was contacted by a former student. Amy had been looking for him for eighteen years. She had heard he had died from Agent Orange complications, but still hoped that she would find him. You see, Amy became a teacher and she wanted to find Mr. Magnusen to tell him how much he had affected her life. While working on her Masters in Literature, Amy wrote a paper describing the most influential person in her life. That person was Mr. Magnusen. Amy called to tell Mr. Magnusen that she wanted to make a difference in this world too. For a teacher there can be no greater reward.

As for me? I found Dennis once again after 30 years, through a miracle of circumstance, but that I guess is another story.

~ Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
copyright 2008

2009

About the Schaefer Portrait Challenge

The Challenge is open to artists 18 years of age and older who are residents of the state of Hawai‘i. Work created under direct supervision is not eligible. A select portion of the exhibition will travel to The Contemporary Museum, First Hawaiian Center in Honolulu.

Jurors for Schaefer Portrait Challenge 2009

Maile Andrade
artist; assistant professor of art
at University of Hawai'i-Manoa (O'ahu)

David Behlke
artist; director of Koa Gallery
at Kapiolani Community College (O'ahu)

A. Kimberlin Blackburn:
artist (Kauai)

Wayne Miyamoto:
artist; professor of art
at University of Hawai'i-Hilo (Hawai'i Island)

What is a Portrait?
Portrait subjects may include any person living in Hawai`i. Artists must have direct contact with the subject, to include at least one live sitting. A broad range of interpretation and styles from representational to experimental is encouraged. Self portraits are also accepted.

Media
All works entered must be original one of a kind and newly-created specifically for this exhibition. The work may not have been previously shown in any other exhibit, gallery or website.
• Acceptable media: drawing, painting, sculpture, mixed media and monoprint.
• Non-acceptable media: photography, photographic reproductions and ink jet (giclée) reproductions.
• All works must be submitted in final presentation, ready for display.

Awards
The Challenge is pleased to offer the following awards:
• The Jurors’ Choice for $15,000, graciously sponsored by Jack & Carolyn Schaefer Gray, will be chosen by a jury committee.
• The Marian Freeman People’s Choice Award for $5,000, sponsored by Gage Schubert, will be awarded to the artist who receives the most votes by gallery visitors during the exhibition period at MACC.

http://www.mauiarts.org/schaefer_SPC09.html

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My Art Accepted -Schaefer Portrait Challenge-Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

2008-12-18T05:19:00.007-10:00

My work, "Mr. Magnusen" a 36x48 oil on canvas, was accepted in the Schaefer Portrait Challenge 2009

About the Schaefer Portrait Challenge

The Challenge is open to artists 18 years of age and older who are residents of the state of Hawai‘i. Work created under direct supervision is not eligible. A select portion of the exhibition will travel to The Contemporary Museum, First Hawaiian Center in Honolulu.

Awards
The Challenge is pleased to offer the following awards:
• The Jurors’ Choice for $15,000, graciously sponsored by Jack & Carolyn Schaefer Gray, will be chosen by a jury committee.
• The Marian Freeman People’s Choice Award for $5,000, sponsored by Gage Schubert, will be awarded to the artist who receives the most votes by gallery visitors during the exhibition period at MACC.

Jurors for Schaefer Portrait Challenge 2009

Maile Andrade
artist; assistant professor of art
at University of Hawai'i-Manoa (O'ahu)

David Behlke
artist; director of Koa Gallery
at Kapiolani Community College (O'ahu)

A. Kimberlin Blackburn:
artist (Kauai)

Wayne Miyamoto:
artist; professor of art
at University of Hawai'i-Hilo (Hawai'i Island)

Schaefer Portrait Challenge 2009

January 6 – February 22, 2009

Schaefer Portrait Challenge 2009

Schaefer International Gallery

MACC’s signature triennial: a prestigious statewide juried exhibition that has become a showcase of outstanding Hawai‘i artists and a chronicle of the changing face of our community. The selected explorations in portraiture include a broad range of interpretation and styles—from representational to experimental in drawing, painting and sculpture—all of which reveal the rewards of observation and the essence of human connection.

Schaefer International Gallery, Tuesday – Sunday, 11 am – 5 pm. FREE admission.

Maui Arts & Cultural Center

One Cameron Way

Kahului, HI USA 96732

Island Area: Central Maui

Phone: 242-2787 admin, 242-7469 box office

Email: info@mauiarts.org

Website: http://www.mauiarts.org

Location Specifics: Schaefer International Gallery

http://www.mauiarts.org/schaefer_SPC09.html

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Passion of Dance-Inspriration

2008-12-07T10:43:00.001-10:00

YES WE CAN! Congratulations Mr. President!

2008-11-05T07:54:00.001-10:00

YES WE CAN!!

Unfolding Shadows and Other Images of Art

2008-11-02T09:21:00.003-10:00

Setting up an artistic mood...

Our shadows are unfolded

I Don't Paint Fruit-Tori Amos "Sugar" I Want to Inhale It!

2008-10-31T08:36:00.003-10:00

"Primal Block Party" There are 4... can't remember offhand which one this is. Its a 12x12 consisting of 9 3x3x2 canvas blocks.. by me of course!

This is the BEST painting music! As nuts as it might sound to someone else who does not get as caught up in the erotic pleasures of painting on canvas or clay between ones fingers shaping a sculpture......I could play this one single song all day long and not get enough. Art is being swept up not sitting in compacentcy painting fruit.. sorry fruit painters but that is my honest opinion if you ever want to understand the passion that can flow through your pores.

My new Blip.fm profile... sooo cool!

http://blip.fm/profile/KathysArt

This song is at:

http://blip.fm/profile/KathysArt/blip/1015999

KathysArt Work- Some of my work on a slide roll

2008-10-30T09:17:00.001-10:00

Turn on some Dido first!

Foolish Little Girl and other Political Thoughts

2008-10-26T12:36:00.005-10:00

Loving Twitter these day.. lots of good artists and of course politics. Supporting Obama in full force right now till have the election. We need this to be a landslide so there is NO Doubt.

"For Isa" 18x24 oil on canvas

As for Sarah Palin? Sarah you're gonna be back in Alaska soon... please stay there!We know you are going to be a fickle girl to John McCain, and quite honestly who would blame you!? BUT.. you are not National material, so stay in Alaska, moose hunt on the weekends, and enjoy your new baby... and grand-baby.

"Foolish Little Girl" by the Shirelles

Accepted Into the Schaefer Portrait Challenge

2008-10-18T06:38:00.003-10:00

My painting "Mr. Magnusen" was accepted into the Schaefer Portrait Challenge. It is such an honor!! I cannot post the work, nor the narrative here on my blog, until the opening at Maui Arts and Cultural Center.

I think what it all says to me is to do your best, continue to strive and the way is up from there. Continue to work and try to get better always.

One of my favorite songs by Joan Baez:

I guess I've always been a protester. My painting "Mr. Magnusen" is a protest of sorts in the it draws attention to the fact that the war in Vietnam left many with problems with Agent Orange, White, Blue and Pink. "Mr. Magnusen" is my husband of course who is disabled due to his exposure. I am always amazed when people tell me they had no idea US Government does not recognize fault.

I believe that the arts must be promoted in schools, that many kids go astray because they have an artist's soul and simply did not know what to do with that treasure. Prison Trilogy by Joan Baez speaks to those feelings in some ways.

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Tim Buckley For Some Inspiration

2008-10-17T09:58:00.002-10:00

Loving the music of Tim Buckley lately. I had forgotten that 'voice'.. wow, just so moving. Great painting and sculpting music.

Tim Buckley - "Sweet Surrender"

Makes ya feel like you could create the heavens doesn't it? Gotta get his CD's again!

Back to DOING ART

2008-10-15T10:42:00.005-10:00

"The Light"
36x48 oil on canvas

There is LIGHT at the end of this tunnel I have been on regarding my house for sale.. YAY! Trudy Tom of 4% Realty SOLD my house! It's under contract and will close on the 13th of Nov. Ahh me what a HUGE relief.

Yes it is true that I am VERY distracted with the election of Barack Obama for any that follow me on Twitter or Plurk or notice my focus on MySpace, Facebook and some of my Squidoo lenses are about getting Obama elected. He is the man!!

Did you know that the Republicans have NO platform for the arts? YUP it's true1 I posted the Dems and Obama's platform on another one of my blogs as well as MySpace.

There are HUGE differences between RNC and DNC, if you don't know that differences you owe it to YOU to find out what they are.

OK so back to painting and discovering colors and ohhh YES sculpting!

Much love for the day,

Kathy

PS YAY! My painting "Mr. Magnusen" was accepted into the Schaefer Portrait Challenge! This is a HUGE deal in Hawaii and I am most honored to be a part of it!

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Pan's Labyrinth, Camille Claudel... and me

2008-10-13T08:42:00.003-10:00

Can't resist posting more of Pan's Labyrinth!

Inspiring.. the imagination reaching out and finding glorious images. I gotta get this CD and DVD for sure!

I listen/watch the DVD "Camille Claudel" while I paint often. Yup its in French and subtitled, nope I don't speak French, Yup I look at my painting most of the time as well as the subject I am working on. It is about the obsession of Camille Claudel that fills my soul and for some reason I am inspired by just having it on.

So true by the passions of Pan's Labyrinth I think. I am not normally attracted to Lord of the Ring type stuff. I know... weird since I write in that vein.. not really sure what that is all about! Whacky!

Music is a muse as well as passion so I am swimming in these videos trying to catch those stars around Saturn.

Pan's Labyrinth Soundtrack

Pan's Labyrinth: End of All Hope

Moving On-Appreciating the Day and Art!

2008-10-13T08:29:00.003-10:00

A friend on MySpace sent this YouTube to me today. I LOVE, LOVE it! I adore its quirkyness blended with the tenderness of Pan's Labyrinth Lullaby. This art is not mind of course.. but art that has certainly inspired me for today.

Blessings and sunshine on this day. I am thankful.

Kathy

Maggie Taylor - Pan's Labyrinth Lullaby

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SOLD! Under Contract! To Be on HGTV's "House Hunters" Too!

2008-10-11T08:12:00.006-10:00

We SOLD our house! Yay!

All I can tell ya is that IF you want a great Realtor?

Call Trudy Tom of 4% Realty!
trudy.tom@gmail.com
Primary Phone: (808) 443-7083
Office Phone: (808) 323-3687

YAY!!

THANK YOU TRUDY TOM AND BRENT FOR SUCH A GREAT VIRTUAL TOUR!

YAY!

Our house will also be featured on HGTV's "House Hunters" .. filming happens on the 22nd of Oct. I will keep ya posted! How fun!

Big Island of Hawaii Real Estate SOLD! Mahalo Trudy Tom of 4percent Realty!

2008-09-12T08:56:00.006-10:00

Trudy Tom of 4 Percent Realty SOLD Our House in Hawaii For Sale-Big Island of Hawaii Real Estate

Thank you so much to Trudy Tom of 4 % Realty who showed our house and SOLD IT! We are now under contract as of Oct. 10,2008

Check out info and take the virtual tour below!

SOLD! Under Contract!

2008-08-22T14:39:00.018-10:00

This house has been SOLD and is under contract. Soo many THANK YOU'S go out to my wonderful realtor Trudy Tom of 4% Realty. She not only showed our house but led us through all the paperwork making sure we 'understood' each and every line. She showed our house with professionalism and a wonderful smile. Such ALOHA should be found in all realtors as what shines from this lady!

Thank you Trudy!!

I am leaving the info on this house up till escrow closes and the virtual tour is no longer available. Brent did such a fine job on the virtual tour so do consider him if you ever need one.

INFORMATION with VIRTUAL TOUR:

http://rtvpix.com/RE-0732-M5IR3S-01

MLS ID#211892

MORE INFO ABOUT THIS HOUSE BELOW THE PIC!

Foyer looking onto the atrium in the middle of this U shaped house. Kitchen, kitchen nook, dining room, living room on left hand side of the U. Bedrooms, baths on right. Yes, 'all' the art in mine throughout the house.

INFORMATION AT ALOHA LIVING VIRTUAL TOUR - Note you must sign in to use the Aloha Living site:

http://www.alohaliving.com/RealEstate/Property/ViewDetails.visient/State/HI/propertyid/322151?searchType=MLS&page=1

VIRTUAL TOUR was done by photographer extraordinaire Brent Williams of Hawaiian Virtual Tours. Brent can be reached at (808) 640-7349 on the Big Island of Hawaii.

More info about this house with other pics and fun tips on living in Hawaii found at:

http://www.squidoo.com/hawaiimls

Our Realtor is Trudy Tom at 4%: trudy.tom@gmail.com
Primary Phone: (808) 443-7083
Office Phone: (808) 323-3687

If you were not able to see this house during the Realtor's Caravan that Trudy organized do give her a call so we can arrange for you to preview the house.

Soo... what's our house like?

We have a great entryway. Double door entry with a big porch that leads into a foyer that looks on to the atrium. There is a covered breezeway that leads from the front driveway to the front door.

We did not put in 'wood' floors because it just is not practical in the island so opted for Pergo flooring throughout, (except in bathrooms).

In both the bathrooms we chose a high quality fixtures.

We added ceramic tile floors, shower/bath stalls as well as both sinks. There is a Jacuzzi in master bath with sink area in the dressing room. A clear glass shower door is in the 2nd bath.

Black granite in kitchen with black smooth top stove, black fridge, dishwasher and oven create a very hip look. We did not go with the Stainless because we noticed in the store that yes indeed they do get fingerprints and that was not appealing to us.

In the master bedroom we have pre-organized closets as well as in the 'dressing room' which includes drawers and shelve. Pre-organized shelve are NOT done in rubber coated wire but in wood making for a lasting and cleaner design.

Built in Bonus in our home is the built in china cabinet in the dining area as well as the drawers and shelves in the master bedroom, already mentioned.

We furnished this house with a minimalist approach so that the buyer might be able to envision their own furnishing in the home.

Grass and mature landscaping is abundant around this architect designed home. The yard is fully fenced with locking gate. Mac nut, mango, avocado, cotton candy, coconut, sequoia pines trees, gingers, orchids,ti leaf plants, ferns, and many other tropical flowers. Lava rock walls are throughout the yard.

This is not a 'kit home'! The house is a U shape with an Atrium and koi pond in the middle. Upon entering the house one looks onto the atrium as well, which is seen in almost every room.

Other attributes:

Double garage with side workshop area and full bath. Out buildings, COUNTY WATER, partially set up for catchment, SOLAR PANEL, fully covered paved breezeway from paved driveway to wide four step stairway that meets double door entry.

Central Vacuum - Plumbing (so to speak) There is an outlet in each room, a little square box on the wall that has a lid that pulls up. Inside there is a hole for a vacuum hose. Under the house there is a thing that looks like a barrel where the dust and dirt from the vacuum goes.

Nanawale Community pool, community house, the basketball court/park, surfing, groceries, pharmacy, restaurants, gift shops, schools, churches, 10-15 minutes away.

The town of Pahoa also has an amazing Olympic size pool and Community Center.

NOTE: While some people seek out Hilo area for convenience because of shopping, etc., Keep in mind that Pahoa has convenience of shopping and restaurants too, yes many of the same attributes. It hosts the quaint old part of Pahoa as well as its new shopping center.

Mahalo nui and remember if you are in the neighborhood be sure and stop by!

Kathy

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen's Official Website:
with free art gifts suitable for children
http://www.kathysart.com

If you are interested in more of my Hawaiian art it can be found at:
http://hawaiianartprintsphotosposters.blogspot.com/

ABOUT KATHY OSTMAN-MAGNUSEN:

Represented by Monkdogz Urban Art,, Inc.

Monkdogz Urban Art, Inc.
547 West 27th Street
5th floor
New York, NY 10001

I paint and sculpt female fantasy art and map faery tale adventures, testing erotica . I dream of beautiful women on canvas and art of exotic women. Living in Hawaii I also paint Hawaiian women, landscapes and flowers.

I have illustrated for Hay House Inc.,"Women Who Do Too Much" CARDS taken from Anne Wilson Schaef's book. I also illustrated for Neil Davidson, who was considered for the Pulitzer Prize in feature writing, and several other publications. My paintings are collected worldwide.

Giclee canvas art work, greeting cards and posters are available for sale on my website.

Sign up for my mailing list for FREE ART GIFTS: Drawings of whimsical angel pictures, legends of mermaids and fairies in art and "Letter From the Tooth Fairy", all suitable for children.

Discover my journey.
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Legends of Mermaids Were Born Here-This is Hawaii

2008-08-20T10:43:00.005-10:00

"The Mermaid Baby"
18x24 oil on Canvas

Just a note... This is and always has been an 'art blog'. For now though, I am trying to sell my art gallery house here on the Big Island of Hawaii. Legends of mermaids were born here, it is a magical fact about Hawaii. My heart will always treasure such a lovely place as this island.

Below is a VIRTUAL TOUR of my house for sale... the price has been lowered to a remarkable #. Aloha, Kathy http://www.kathysart.com

Hawaii House FOR SALE: Virtual Tour

2008-08-18T21:03:00.007-10:00

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TAKE A VISUAL TOUR OF MY HOUSE FOR SALE IN HAWAII! HOW FUN!

http://rtvpix.com/RE-0732-M5IR3S-01

This house is only $230,000. with a $5000. pay back to purchaser at closing.

Contact my realtor Trudy about my house:

Trudy Tom, Realtor (S)
4% Realty Hawaii
SAVINGS SERVICE SATISFACTION
(808) 443-7083 Direct
(877) 399-2328 Direct toll free

The Virtual Tour was done by photographer extraordinaire:
Brent Williams
Hawaiian Virtual Tours
(808) 640-7349
Big Island of Hawaii.

ALOHA!

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House For Sale in Hawaii-Kitchen pic

2008-08-15T06:49:00.008-10:00

Above is an image of the kitchen in my home for sale on the Big Island of Hawaii. Sometimes I put a cover over my smooth top stove and paint in the adjacent breakfast area (pic not shown, but virtual tour is coming next week, yay!).

Read the next blog to see more info about my house for sale. Check out my Squidoo too for more info as well as facts about living in Hawaii, including fun food, tips on the locals, music,Hawaiian art and posters, etc. http://www.squidoo.com/hawaiimls

Aloha, Kathy

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Hawaii House For Sale|Big Island, Hawaii, MLS

2008-08-14T18:50:00.005-10:00

Artist's Home for sale in Hawaii. Hawaii real estate,check out Puna, Hawaii House for sale,Hawaii house for sale,live in Pahoa, Hawaii, surf just 15 minutes away, great golfing in Hilo, on the Big Island.

Below in some info about our house on the Big Island, Hilo side in Pahoa.

Large double lot fully fenced with chained link and locking gate.

Atrium with koi pond in the center of this U shaped Hawaii house.

Living Room/Great Room

Living Room/Great Room overlooks atrium in the middle of this U shaped home.

Front Lanai

Foyer, double door entry.

Dining Room with built in china cabinet

Master Bedroom w/adjacent bathroom and dressing room with closet organizer

Master Bedroom

Second Bedroom

Third Bedroom, looks on to the atrium.

Check out all the bonuses below about our house on the Big Island, Hilo side in Pahoa.

A virtual tour online will be posted on the site below in about a week. The url.. really long I know, shows pics of the house as well.

Hawaii House FOR SALE: MLS ID#211892

http://www.alohaliving.com/RealEstate/Property/ViewDetails.visient/State/HI/propertyid/322151?searchType=MLS&page=1http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif

I also made a Squidoo lens about our house with more info as well as thoughts about living in Hawaii:

http://www.squidoo.com/hawaiimls

What's our house like?

We have a great entryway. Double door entry with a big porch that leads into a foyer that looks on to the atrium. There is a covered breezeway that leads from the front driveway to the front door.

We did not put in 'wood' floors because it just is not practical in the island so opted for Pergo throughout.

In both the bathrooms we chose a higher quality fixture... not high end but by no means cheap.

We added ceramic tile floors, shower/bath stalls as well as both sinks. There is a Jacuzzi in master bath with sink area in the dressing room. A clear glass shower door is in the 2nd bath.

Black granite in kitchen with black smooth top stove, black fridge, dishwasher and oven create a very hip look. We did not go with the Stainless because we noticed in the store that yes indeed they do get fingerprints and that was not appealing to us.

In the master bedroom we have pre-organized closets as well as in the 'dressing room' which includes drawers and shelve. Pre-organized shelve are NOT done in rubber coated wire but in wood making for a lasting and cleaner design.

Built in Bonus in our home is the china cabinet in the dining area as well as the drawers and shelves in the master bedroom, already mentioned.

We furnished this house with a minimalist approach so that the buyer might be able to envision their own furnishing in the home.

Grass and mature landscaping is abundant around this architect designed home. The yard is fully fenced with locking gate. Mac nut, mango, avocado, cotton candy, coconut, seqoia pines trees, gingers, orchids,ti leaf plants, ferns, and many other tropical flowers. Rock walls are throughout the yard.

This is not a 'kit home'! The house is a U shape with an Atrium and koi pond in the middle. Upon entering the house one looks onto the atrium as well, which is seen in almost every room.

Other attributes:

Double garage with side workshop area and full bath. Out buildings, COUNTY WATER, partially set up for catchment, SOLAR PANEL, fully covered breezeway from driveway to wide four step stairway that meets double door entry.

Central Vacuum: There is an outlet in each room, a little square box on the wall that has a lid that pulls up. Inside there is a hole for a vacuum hose. Under the house there is a thing that looks like a barrel where the dust and dirt from the vacuum goes. We do not have the vacuum nor the hoses.

Nanawale Community pool, community house, the basketball court/park, great golfing in Hilo, surfing 15 minutes away.

Aloha, Kathy

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
free art gifts
http://www.kathysart.com

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"Divorce and Broken Relationships - Wings Left on the Ground , Forever Wondering"

2008-08-08T11:01:00.003-10:00

I am the stem of a flower
the road home.
I am a walk in an English garden.
I am every goodnight story
that you can barely remember.
I am a caring stroke across your forehead.
I am a gentle breeze
through an open window.

I am waiting...
still
to find those sentiments
those folds within the daylight
that remind me I am still breathing.

You might disagree,
but circumstances bleed
a pitiful shade of neon blue.
Neon envelopes the mind
creates a mood swing
oft times too difficult to recover from.
Pitiful wings
left on the ground
forever wondering
if they ever knew flight at all.

Let me hold your hand
or will you hold mine?
Late at night as I lie awake
mistaken about my goals
left over from a whim
and a shadow forming an ill-defined truth.

What treasures are left
I do not know.
I can only tap into a blinded memory.
I forgot to water those petals
vulnerable flower
on the end of a stem
weakened at midnight.

Soft spoken objections
where do we find our voice?
Inside a classic fairy tale
or a statue of grim reaper?
Somehow...
Ophelia is still hopeful
and never met the river at all.

If the end justifies the means
let me reach
unencumbered
toward that dangling hope.
Put a band aid over your own mouth
if you choose
but know it was always me
who needed time to recover.

Did you hear my voice
calling out for you?
Because I confess
the only voice I hear is yours.

What happened to my story
and me?

Angel of death
bring me a fresh palette
let me restore what I once blessed
took in my arms
and felt soothed by.

Let me be
the stem of a flower
the road home
a walk in an English garden.
Enlighten me
refresh my goodnight story
that neither one of us can remember
clearly.
Stroke my forehead
will you?
I need to feel that gentle breeze
through an open window.

I am waiting...
still.

08 August 2008
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
copyright 2008

I Am Stunned By Your Obsession, Yet It Becomes You and the Monsters In My Closet

2008-08-03T12:07:00.006-10:00

I am stunned by your obsession,
it makes me feel plain and completely uninteresting,
a mirror without reflection,
a watch with no hands
a mountain with no view
a match that refused to light up
an ocean dark, but without depth.

Long walks on the beach
temperance
chances to find me
past who I think I should be.
I am somewhere in the distant past
on the brink of the future
if I stand still I can hear me breathing...
just now.

I've adjusted ?
It's not as if I would not cower if challenged.
I seem tranquil ?
That's what my drawings think
when signatures are engraved.
Worries feel disposable?
No I am afraid... not ever.

I have met my lace rimmed jar
creatures inside
tokens of me
limping
seeking out a more refined timeline.
They pause
stubborn little soldiers they are.
I breathe inside the moment
yet within my circle
treasures are unsaid
and oft times undone.
Viewed and dismissed
as an empty
well scheduled atonement
fleeing and forever blind.

I must take a second look
I am that discerning eye
eyes not blind forever
only hearts find that much emptiness.

Sometimes it's a good thing
pretending to lose ones way.
Is that pretend?
I confess to be laughing out loud.

There
I've said it
stretched my blanket out across the table
I am completely uncovered.

Mistress of dance
I have known your late hours
felt jealous.
I lied
when to say I have not.

I nearly missed that preoccupied motion
steps I simple misplaced.
Oh my god
this screaming monster
I have created in these words.
It's all so timely
reminding me
I recognize the passion
it is mine own.
Monsters in the closet
laughing
sometimes frightening.
More blood on my pillow
ripping into my ears
let it rest.

I will get back to my canvas
or clay meeting my fingers
try to predict the outcome
fold in sacred meanings blasting with color.

Your obsession has brought me to this place
I'd like to say that it is golden
yes
it is of course.
I know my own monsters
and they are friends of mine.

02 August 2008
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
copyright 2008

The image is "The Mask" 48x36 oil, gold leaf on canvas. Original is available for sale through Monkdogz Urban Art. Showing in New York at Monkdogz at "Zepher" exhibit.

ABOUT Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

I paint and sculpt female fantasy art and map fairy tale adventures. I dream of beautiful women on canvas and art of exotic women.

I have illustrated for Hay House Inc.,"Women Who Do Too Much" CARDS, taken from Anne Wilson Schaef's book. I also illustrated for Neil Davidson, who was considered for the Pulitzer Prize in feature writing, and several other publications. My paintings are collected worldwide.

Giclee canvas art work, greeting cards and posters are available for sale on my website:

http://www.kathysart.com

Sign up for my mailing list for FREE ART GIFTS suitable for children: Drawings of whimsical angel pictures, legends of mermaids and fairies in art. Tiny angels whisper fantasy art for shrink art, or coloring pages. Also a "Letter From the Tooth Fairy", ya just never know when you might need one!

I am Represented by:

Monkdogz Urban Art, Inc., 547 West 27th Street, 5th floor, New York, NY 10001

ORIGINAL ART may be purchased through Monkdogz

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Magnusen/artist_magnusen.htm

Obama in Berlin - In the Beginning Was the Word - This is Our Moment

2008-07-25T10:10:00.003-10:00

In the beginning was the WORD. Humm I wonder where that came from. If the Bible expresses the value of WORDS, then I think the idea of words should be entertained by Bible believers.. at least give WORDS a chance.

I have watched Barack Obama give his speech to the people of Berlin, Germany, a USA ally, yesterday, twice online and twice on TV now... each time I have chills and tears.

I for one am inspired.

People criticize and say that Obama speaks only words, and yet...

Ideas begin with a thought, most often they are presented with words... on paper or verbal or possibly in art.

It is up to enlightened people to follow good ideas, and nurture them, to see them materialize. It is up to us, as a human race, to HELP, if these concepts that Barack Obama's speeches present, are to go beyond ideas and mere words. To see WORDS deliver the CHANGE he describes, requires a belief that we can do it. His words of inspiration, can and will get us there, if we do OUR part and try to set those goals as well.

Step out into a idea of what can be, you will never know what could have been unless you follow the idea of possibility.

Create something that has not been within our mindset for a long time, and that is a spirit of hope and resourcefulness and to believe in things not yet lived.

Why would Obama present his concept to the world? Because we are all in the same boat, we have the common denominator of GLOBAL warming, AIDS, starvation and abuse of power along with terrorism that effects us ALL. It is up to us as a HUMAN RACE to take care of this earth, care about the lowly and do our best to change the circumstances at hand.

Barack Obama said in his speech,

"This is our moment. This is our time."

I say,

Rise to the occasion of possibility!

Written by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
copyright 2008

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
free art gifts
http://www.kathysart.com

Image is my painting, "Little Girl" 18x24 oil on canvas

I am represented in New York by Monkdogz Urban Art
http://www.monkdogz.com

What is Passion in Art - Does Desire Elude or Even Scare You?

2008-07-23T10:31:00.003-10:00

"What is Passion in Art - Does Desire Elude or Even Scare You?"

Passion in art, do you know it? Do you long to melt into the colors of red and dance with the latest voice expressing desire? Does it penetrate your very being, till you feel you can barely breathe? Do you feel restless and think that you will never 'get there'?

I know what passion means to me, and I find the very word abused and over used.

I decided to do a search on passion art. I wanted to see what passion means to other artists, maybe fulfill my need for going through a gallery. I typed said text in on google and saw image after image of nothingness. I became bored after the 5th page of square after square, of work that presented what others had decided to label as passion.

So what is it?

Why does it elude so many?

Maybe you do in fact feel blood rushing to your head at the sight of a still life. I can only express the fact that I have been searching for passion for art, all my life, it is the very core of my work, yet I know, I will never obtain its secrets.

I guess I am on a soapbox for passion.

The dictionary describes passion as a strong and barely controllable emotion; a state or outburst of emotion; intense sexual love; intense desire or enthusiasm for something.

More over used words: intense; emotion; desire.

Somehow I just don't think those emotions can be stirred up, within anyone's being, while viewing a bowl of fruit.

There is a real dichotomy with art. Some want to understand it; ask it to give them more; enlighten them towards some electric realization of cosmic fortitude.

And some people seek it out to place above their couch, match its color; stay in its place never asking anything but calmness ... with no questions asked.

Of course there are some questions people are prompted to ask if they are in love with those little cottages, light coming from the windows with a path leading to peaceful spots of a tired mind. People ask themselves, (and I am supposing here) "What do you think the people in that little cottage are having for dinner? Or is it a family like mine or wish I had?" Memories and nostalgia are stirred in some people, I am guessing. Is that passion though? I concede, maybe to some, but not one single bit to me.

I met a man who told me that he only likes poems that rhyme. Humm, I thought... limericks then? How mind bending. I am suggesting that if you feel that way, that a poem is not a poem unless it rhymes, or a painting is only blessed if it matches your couch, that you challenge your mind to hope for more.

Every single painting or sculpture, every poem or story I create, makes me feel uncomfortable and discontent. If you are an artist, or a lover of art, I believe you want that. It is passion reaching back at you, taunting you, to feel heights you have not yet reached.

While sex can and often does include passion, or at least we hope it does! I am not writing about sex per say, I am suggesting that passion, in its rawest form, should not be misconstrued as something that does not elude to something more. It should compete with ideas already set in your mind and cause you a sense of abandonment of your own being, if not for a moment.

Passion is emotion that is ready to explode and there is no resting place in sight. I want that! I want every stroke on canvas to exhume that. If you are a love of art or an artist of any genre at all, you should want that too. To find a resting place in art is to find boredom in the end. Can you soften your mood with art? Can you mend your own wounds while painting a vase of flowers? Of course you can. But, seek out passion, know it, embrace that elusive treasure. It will not cause you to feel 'comfortable', no, but it shouldn't, that is not its definition. Will you ever get there? I would answer no as well.. it is just barely out of reach, so kehttp://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gifep reaching!

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
copyright 2008

By the way... past the passion, lol... click the title at the top and see my house that is for sale. It is now 275K which was really the correct price!

Aloha, Kathy

The image is of my painting "Primal Block Party 1" 12x12 of canvas blocks of 3x3x2's. Contact Monkdogz Urban Art in NY, who represent me, if you are interested in buying it.

http://www.monkdogz.com

My work is being exhibited now in "Zepher", and International art show.

A Goddess Calling Out For Magic-Will Your Tombstone Write Your Song?

2008-07-21T10:24:00.008-10:00

"A Goddess Calling Out For Magic and Her Inner Child - Will Your Tombstone Write Your Song?"

Embracing the sky with grace
what fairies will you see?
A goddess
calling out for magic,
will your tombstone
write your song,
or slip into the dust?

Who I am,
who I can be,
I sort out those stories,
every single day.

Some days...
I simply cannot commit to a full day of attention,
balancing acts of the mind,
conclusions set on a single drive.

Peace doves light upon my window,
they want in,
I see them,
yet,
some days I am not really me.
Oft times I wait too long to greet them,
then find they've lost their feet.

I worry,
goddess post,
writing tales of wisdom,
heartache,
sometimes overcome with drama,
sometimes self indulgent.
It is that women who stands in dust,
forever calling,
toward unguarded forgiveness.

Lust does become me at times,
lust that comes in unopened books,
thoughts that generate pleasure,
not always sexual.
Still...
here I am,
in my own paintings,
standing in line to apologize.

If motion be my solace,
my hiding is disgraced.
If Lily be my child,
Oh Lily do forgive me!
Meet me inside,
embrace,
and then we can recover?

I will try...
I will!
Every single day.
I will stand on wet grass,
uncover the seeds of longing plants,
bring awakening to its knees.
I'll try not to slumber past Lily's subtlety.
She is indeed well a dressed,
with distinction,
despite the distractions,
of the sparkling packages,
within my box of colors.

But oh little girl of mine,
these waves that I inhale,
these blistering reminders,
I know I will again let you down.
So I conclude,
not being perfect,
if indeed there is a goddess in me at all?
I will pull a blanket over your eyes,
fantasy fairies standing by,
mermaids melting in the wind of change,
to remind me,
lest I falter,
and bend to uneven promises,
forever on my tombstone.

21 July 2008
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Copyright 2008

The image is of my painting, "Secrets" 48x36 oil, gold leafing on canvas

My work is now being shown in "Zepher" and International show in New York, where I am represented by Monkdogz Urban Art

http://www.monkdogz.com

Aloha, Kathy

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Lily Sheltered Extra Wings-My Fairy Doth Prevail

2008-07-17T09:15:00.006-10:00

"Lily Sheltered Extra Wings-My Fairy Doth Prevail"

Frozen on the land
speculations of what once was
the grass has been put to rest
the trees melted to naked.
Lily sheltered extra wings
some for her and some for me.
I would find her
seek out my being
disguised.

I climbed the mountains of Africa
albeit in my mind.
There amidst the the trees
covered in wild lobelia
my Lily waited for me.
I called out her name
louder than I expected
my excitement of being in a dream
a plan of my mine
had simply overwhelmed me.

My Lily
patient with me
cleared her throat
handed me a box of ribbons
and told me life means we press on.

How did she know I had been crying?

To say her thoughts and comments
did not penetrate my thinking
would be a lie.
Yet I curse the very thought of it
sometimes
being so exposed.

How curious was Lily's table
the scent of flowers
a lock of her hair
a book of ideas
in a brown paper bag.
Candles lit despite the wind
I felt the trades in my hair.
Breath taken from me
her mystery held no room for mistake
I had to take this day in.
Being in awe
precious
it was almost unbearable
It felt to well to live.

I confess
I wanted everything that Lily had
I wanted life to breathe
sing and fill everyday with birds
that would never be lonely.

These demands of mine
expecting more
holding out for it
why should I apologize?
I want to be covered with angels
feel Euphoria
yes..
every single moment
I want it.

Sometimes there is no hiding
from me
despite my objections to myself
I meet me when I stand still.
If Lily be my refuge
I will hold that grace
embrace that containment
no inclusion of any other mindset.

Before I dined on dreams I'd planned
reached out for remarkable
everything else folded in disappointment.
Now
high in the mountains of Africa
I know
nothing is impossible
the dark has told me so.

I will always seek you out my Lily
my flower of renew
I will find her thoughtfulness
her tender song
despite my cries of giving up.
She confirms the latter
yet something she may not know?
Her world is mine
and in that I whisper
Ohh Lily is a sacred hope.

17 July 2008
Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
copyright 2008

The painting above is "Bed of Dreams" 30x40 oil,gold leaf on canvas.

lobelia |lōˈbēlēə; -ˈbēlyə|
noun
a chiefly tropical or subtropical plant of the bellflower family, in particular an annual widely grown as a bedding plant. Some kinds are aquatic, and some grow as thick-trunked shrubs or trees on African mountains. • Genus Lobelia, family Campanulaceae: many species, including the popular blue-flowered L. erinus.

"Love Does Not Always Last Forever-Sometimes We Step Over Graves"

2008-07-16T11:52:00.004-10:00

"Passages" 48x36 oil, gold leaf on canvas by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

"Love Does Not Always Last Forever-Sometimes We Step Over Graves"

He slipped from my shadow
from my heart
and that afternoon I knew a different shade of moaning
a different sound of sadness.
It had always been so soft
I never listened till he was gone.

I heard a call
past my reason
I was told he had left alone
Echos of voices
entwined
I missed my chance.
Yet
I am no fool
another voice slipped into the pages
of a well traveled moon
a voice that used to be mine.
Some sort of message
intended to bring solace
fell from my hands.
All I could do was watch
as it landed on the pebbles
he had once walked on.

I will not try to explain
nor bring me to him
he is lost to this day
dear treasure of mine.

In the morning I will be grateful
I will embrace a memory
not nearly as painful as tonight.
I will look for things that smell like him
hold them to my face
and hear voices
wondering how long that will last.

It is not forever
love
no not always.
Sometimes we step over graves
pass weeping sparrows
miss out on their feathers
replaced.
One sparrow
so many feathers
I should have kept better track.

Moonlight did become you
I wish I had said it
I always melted as it highlighted your words.
Softer than mine
that is what I miss
the softest voice in the loudest sorrow
Again might know a gentler repose.
I wish I could hear it
again.

17 July 2008
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

Hawaii House FOR SALE: MLS ID#211892-living room

2008-07-01T13:46:00.006-10:00

My house in Hawaii is for sale. It's a Zen type house, set up as a gallery.. my life has always been ABOUT THE ART. I think the thing I love most about this house is the simplicity of not having so many things cluttering my spirit. I tend to work very sloppy so I need some order in my house.

The pic is the left side of U shaped house that looks onto an atrium in the middle. Pic is of the living room.

View more about the house including its price at:

http://www.alohaliving.com/RealEstate/Property/ViewDetails.visient/State/HI/propertyid/322151?searchType=MLS&page=1http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif

Monkdogz Urban Art Gallery-"Zepher"

2008-06-28T07:10:00.004-10:00

Artwork by Betina Jung (Denmark)

"Zepher"
Summer Show at Monkdogz Urban Art
July 17th - August 12th 2008

http://www.monkdogz.com

Monkdogz Urban Art, Inc.
547 West 27th Street
5th floor
New York, NY 10001

James Armstrong (USA)
Joyce DiBona (USA)
Noël Dorado (France)
Bjørn Eriksen (Denmark)
Kasper Holten (Denmark)
Betina Jung (Denmark)
Carl McGrady (USA)
Kathy Ostman-Magnusen (USA)
Jonna Pedersen (Denmark)
Steve Reinhart (USA)
Isabelle Ribot (Brazil)
Paul Rousso (USA)
Karina Sala (Argentina)
Randy Thurman (USA)
Marcus van Soest (Holland)

Opening reception on
Thursday July 17th, 2008
from 5 to 8pm

SOME ARTISTS IN ZEPHER:

Randy Thurman -USA
http://www.thurmanart.org/
http://philbrodieband.com/muso_randy_thurman.htm
http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Thurman/artist_thurman.htm

Randy Thurman is an artist, musician, composer, poet, writer, etc. living and working in rural south east Tennessee. Randy's art has exhibited at Monkdogz Urban Art, Gallery 181 and the
Jay Etkin Gallery just to name a few. Randy's music has traveled throughout the US and broad in London, Belgium, and Australia. "There are two kinds of people in the world, and I am neither." --RT

Isabelle Ribot -France
http://www.isabelleribot.art.br/
http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Ribot/artist_ribot.html

"as longas telas são histórias, misturam imagens, escritas, cores e códigos, descrevem viajens e experiências com um estranho e magnético olhar..."

"The screens are long stories, mixed images, papers, colors and codes, travel and describe experiences with a strange look and magnetic

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen - Hawaii,USA
http://www.kathysart.com
http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Magnusen/artist_magnusen.htm
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsO.htm

In every single one of my paintings my objective is to 'feel them breathing'. To let each one reveal their own vision or message. I am often astounded as their presence unfolds & 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 & that they give you the message you need for your own heart and soul.

Other shows Kathy has done with Monkdogz:
"Seven"
"Damez"
"Flashing Flesh"

Joyce DiBona USA
http://www.joycedibona.com

Monkdogz Urban Art in NYC, Art Basel, Miami, NY Biennale 2009

Austin Artist Joyce DiBona: upcoming shows in New York City and collaboration with International Curator/Director Pietro Franesi

Longtime Austin Artist Joyce DiBona will be one of fourteen artists featured at Monkdogz Urban Art in New York City for “Zephyr” July 17 through August 6, 2008. Monkdogz Urban Art is located in the heart of Chelsea, NYC. It is an International Gallery dedicated to showcasing cutting edge established and emerging artists:
“History has dictated that occasionally windows of opportunity open within the art world. In the 1930s, artists like Willem de Kooning and Jackson Pollock just to name a couple, were afforded a platform to exhibit their work in New York City. The reception worldwide was significant. Again, in the early 1970s, artists like Andy Warhol, Jean-Michel Basquiat and Keith Haring were afforded the same opportunity.We believe that as we go into the 21st century, the window opens once again but this time on a more international scale. The world today is very much a global village. Distances, time zones and different languages are no longer the barriers that they once were.” www.monkdogz.com

Art Basel Miami 2008 : December 4-7, 2008
Joyce DiBona will be collaborating with Pietro Franesi on an installation for Art Basel Miami 2008.

Art Basel Miami Beach is the most important art show in the United States, a cultural and social highlight for the Americas. As the sister event of Switzerland's Art Basel, the most prestigious art show worldwide for the past 38 years, Art Basel Miami Beach combines an international selection of top galleries with an exciting program of special exhibitions, parties and crossover events featuring music, film, architecture and design. www.artbaselmiamibeach.com

NY Biennale Art 2009: September 27-October 25, 2009
Ms. DiBona will once again collaborate with Pietro Franesi, the Director of the NY Biennale Art 2009, on one of the permanent exhibition projects, “Deus Vult”. http://www.nybiennaleart.org

James M. Armstrong USA

http://www.armstrong-art.com
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsA.htm

Glass is the current medium that fuels my creative passion. My interest in glass began when I spent several years working at The Peltier Glass Company in Ottawa, Illinois, U.S.A. There I learned about the versatility and creative potential that glass has to offer. The possibilities are practically limitless. My abstract work in glass is an improvisation in which I seek form and emotion. I want the work to appear to "come alive." I think of it as the transfer of my life energy into the glass. That is what I want others to see and feel. The shapes I create transport my consciousness from the immediate, external world to an inner realm of symbols and emotions. It is there, in my subconscious, where my work derives its meaning.

Bjoern Eriksen -Denmark
http://www.eriksen.be/
http://www.eriksen.be/english.asp
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsE.htm

Bjorn Eriksen is a mature artist, born in 1957. At the age of seven he was fascinated by Picasso's Guernica, in which the spirit shaped as a shaken and sad young person with a candle in his hand, together with a terrified, wounded horse, sees how a brutal bull, symbolizing the dominating oppressing powers of our time, has slain the future formed as a child. As a result, the mother cries out her sorrow and anger to the bull's face. The horse is Pegasus of the art and Eriksen has vanished into it and he has never returned. Can you stand beside your time? Yes! You can. You can be neutral. But then, how can you make anything but decorative and abstract geometric art. There is enough of this. But Eriksen has also sensed something: it is about holding on to the light and not give up on reality - though it is tough. The man who has fought the bull on the back of Pegasus is surely lying dead on the ground but with a little flower in his hand. He succeeded in making his art. How does Eriksen's flower look like? He paints in an expressive style that makes a strong impact. It consists of lonely faces. No wonder. Yet they deny to give up. Some hide behind masks. It is difficult to reveal yourself. One is looking to the sky saying "I don't care". But that is not enough for most of his faces.

Karina Sala -Buenos Aires, Argentina
http://www.karingasala.tk
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsS.htm

Born in Buenos Aires, Argentina, her education and career highlights began with her earlier artistic activity in the year 1972 at the sculpture atelier owned by Maria Rosa Frigerio, where she stayed for two years. After that, she studied at Jorge Demerijian's atelier for six years. She studies at the Escuela Nacional de Bellas Artes Prilidiano Pueyrredón with a specialized professorship in painting. For two more years, she studied drawing techniques at the Asociación Estímulo de Bellas Artes with Carlos Terribili. She attends several workshops and art history courses. In the year 2004 she was able to reach top of the world knowledge directly from the kingdom of arts: The city of Paris, in France.

Betina Jung -Denmark
http://www.betinajung.com
http://www.gallerijung.dk/
http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Jung/artist_jung.htm
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsJ.htm

Betina Jung is an abstract painter, who paints in forms full of energy, in a directly, raw and strong personal way. Energy, women, hidden bodies and elements of stagnationmoments. The compositions often have more than one center - because it is made in a lot of coating. You can not see it all at first - you have to look closely and discover behind the immediate.

Jonna Pedersen -Denmark
http://www.jonnapedersen.dk

CURRENT EXHIBITION:
THE LOVERS AND THE STREET OF THE CITY

17 May - 15 June 2008

together with Bjørn Eriksen in two places:

KUNSTPAKHUSET
Lilletorv 5, 7430 Ikast

Galleriet Jørgen Østergaard
Østergade 44
7430 Ikast

The lovers and the streets of the city
By Ole Lindboe

The artist couple Jonna Pedersen and Bjørn Eriksen demonstrate their sparkling co-operation with a new exhibition.

There is the city and there is its people. Buildings and bodies. People meet and separate and the buildings stand as meaningful scenes around it all. That is the take-off for the exhibition that Jonna Pedersen and Bjørn Eriksen invites to at Galleri Jørgen Østergaard and Kunstpakhuset in Ikast , Denmark .

The two artists are essentially different. Bjørn Eriksen classical expressive and intense. Jonna Pedersen modern with confident sense of the hidden language of the facades. And yet they meet somewhere in the painting. In a coalision between the inner and outer side of the existence.

World of art
FAMOUS 100 Contemporary Artists
103 selected artists from 56 countries including Jonna Pedersen.
Over 500 works.
2006. 232 color pages.
Text in English, dimensions: 22x22 cm, hardcover
Publisher: World of art
Editor and author: Petru Russu
ISBN 9189685113
List price: (USD): $69.90
For sale via Barnes & Noble, Borders, Amazon, Books-A-Million and Wal-Mart.

Marcus Van Soest -Amsterdam
http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Van%20Soest/artist_vansoest.htm
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsS.htm

Eternally searching for a universal language, Marcus describes his inner urge to paint as his ultimate passion... Derived by the inspiration of life and the bizarre times he finds himself a part of. Born and raised in the Hague, he has been expressing himself through his art since he was old enough to hold a pen...Marcus' desire to transform the beholder and elevate them from reality is surely fulfilled through his work...Multiple dimensions mingle and intertwine to create a psychedelic nature where mysticism and humor depicted side by side illustrate his reality...The paintings contain an ever present mystical overtone that draws us unwillingly into his surreal dimension. Each new painting is regarded by Marcus as a fresh challenge ; anything is possible and likely in his vision...although no two of Marcus's paintings are alike, his undeniable style is ever recognizable through his dream-like reality...The language spoken weaves a tale of modern symbolism highlighted by his explosive usage of color...

Steve Reinhart - USA
http://www.stevereinhart.com/http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif
http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/reinhart/artist_reinhart.html
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsR.htm

" Its not dark yet, but its getting there"
Mixed Mediums on Canvas
7'-0" x 18'-0"
2007

Through the years artists have painted their interpretations of everyday objects, subjects, and countless landscapes by using recognizable shapes and forms to relay their messages. Vincent Van Gogh’s landscapes are truly original and so are Monet’s; each of which have there own distinctive personality, characteristics and purpose. However, one thing has always remained the same regardless of the artist, the use of forms and shapes to create their objects. Some have chosen to abstract their shapes, but the artist is still using recognizable shapes to some degree, to represent a specific image. Status quo.

Most people look at art for something they can recognize and the artist usually abides by painting something familiar to capture the interest of the viewer. A bright summer day for example is painted with a blue sky and round yellow sun. We are all familiar with these shapes and compositions so the artist has left us with just that – a bright summer day, painting. Status quo.

Can the viewer experience this same bright summer day if all recognizable shapes, forms and compositions are left out of the painting? More importantly can an artist represent a specific place or object without the use of form – even if abstracted?

This is my place in art. I have chosen to remove all forms and recognizable shapes as well as traditional tools (paint brushes) from my compositions and create a sense of place or mood and even imagery through the use of color. Freedom.

Noel Dorado-France

http://www.noeldorado.com
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsD.htm

“His father, sculptor, transmitted his love for the materials and his mother, a dressmaker, the elegance of her Spanish roots, he has kept the unrestrained impulse to plug banderillas into resignation…”
Dominique Bunuel “Steps magazine”

Noel Dorado is a very talented Parisian Designer whose skills range from tailoring for the Monarchy of Luxembourg or Air France, to painting and sculpting or stylizing gallery openings, convert events… he designs jewelry collection for famous French jewelers, cosmetics for companies like Christian Dior, Jean Paul Gauthier and LVMH.

Zepher at Monkdogz Urban Art-New York & Me!

2008-06-06T12:00:00.006-10:00

Aloha!

Art is in the air... can't ya feel it? Ummm I can just about smell it! Yup in fact I really can.. all that oil on canvas... smile.http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif

Check out the info about my upcoming International show in New York at Monkdogz Urban Art ~ " Zepher"

Also in this email is info about Monkdogz opening of "Look", which opens June 12th.

Jean Marc Calvet's show, "The Darker Side of Midnight " wraps up soon so if you are anywhere near New York be sure to stop by Monkdogz, and see his amazing work. http://www.monkdogz.com

Extra info about some of the artists in the "Zepher" show are below as well.

Yay!

To see more about Monkdogz and their artists check out the Monkdogz site of course, but also check out my Monkdogz Squidoo! I have featured works of some of the artists in the Zepher show as well as Jean Marc Calvet, Robert Hogge, Sebastien Aurillion and others. http://www.squidoo.com/newyorkartgalleries

A special congrats to Ed McCormack of "Gallery and Studio" Magazine at the end of this email as well.

Peace,

Kathy

PS.. be sure to forward this onto your friends.. thanks!

AND If you DO go to any of these openings? Plant a big sloppy kiss on Bob! tee hee!

SOME ARTISTS IN ZEPHER:

Randy Thurman -USA
http://www.thurmanart.org/
http://philbrodieband.com/muso_randy_thurman.htm
http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Thurman/artist_thurman.htm

Randy Thurman is an artist, musician, composer, poet, writer, etc. living and working in rural south east Tennessee. Randy's art has exhibited at Monkdogz Urban Art, Gallery 181 and the
Jay Etkin Gallery just to name a few. Randy's music has traveled throughout the US and broad in London, Belgium, and Australia. "There are two kinds of people in the world, and I am neither." --RT

Isabelle Ribot -France
http://www.isabelleribot.art.br/
http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Ribot/artist_ribot.html

"as longas telas são histórias, misturam imagens, escritas, cores e códigos, descrevem viajens e experiências com um estranho e magnético olhar..."

"The screens are long stories, mixed images, papers, colors and codes, travel and describe experiences with a strange look and magnetic

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen - Hawaii,USA
http://www.kathysart.com
http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Magnusen/artist_magnusen.htm
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsO.htm

In every single one of my paintings my objective is to 'feel them breathing'. To let each one reveal their own vision or message. I am often astounded as their presence unfolds & 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 & that they give you the message you need for your own heart and soul.

Other shows Kathy has done with Monkdogz:
"Seven"
"Damez"
"Flashing Flesh"

Joyce DiBona USA
http://www.joycedibona.com

Monkdogz Urban Art in NYC, Art Basel, Miami, NY Biennale 2009

Austin Artist Joyce DiBona: upcoming shows in New York City and collaboration with International Curator/Director Pietro Franesi

Longtime Austin Artist Joyce DiBona will be one of fourteen artists featured at Monkdogz Urban Art in New York City for “Zephyr” July 17 through August 6, 2008. Monkdogz Urban Art is located in the heart of Chelsea, NYC. It is an International Gallery dedicated to showcasing cutting edge established and emerging artists:
“History has dictated that occasionally windows of opportunity open within the art world. In the 1930s, artists like Willem de Kooning and Jackson Pollock just to name a couple, were afforded a platform to exhibit their work in New York City. The reception worldwide was significant. Again, in the early 1970s, artists like Andy Warhol, Jean-Michel Basquiat and Keith Haring were afforded the same opportunity.We believe that as we go into the 21st century, the window opens once again but this time on a more international scale. The world today is very much a global village. Distances, time zones and different languages are no longer the barriers that they once were.” www.monkdogz.com

Art Basel Miami 2008 : December 4-7, 2008
Joyce DiBona will be collaborating with Pietro Franesi on an installation for Art Basel Miami 2008.

Art Basel Miami Beach is the most important art show in the United States, a cultural and social highlight for the Americas. As the sister event of Switzerland's Art Basel, the most prestigious art show worldwide for the past 38 years, Art Basel Miami Beach combines an international selection of top galleries with an exciting program of special exhibitions, parties and crossover events featuring music, film, architecture and design. www.artbaselmiamibeach.com

NY Biennale Art 2009: September 27-October 25, 2009
Ms. DiBona will once again collaborate with Pietro Franesi, the Director of the NY Biennale Art 2009, on one of the permanent exhibition projects, “Deus Vult”. http://www.nybiennaleart.org

James M. Armstrong USA

http://www.armstrong-art.com
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsA.htm

Glass is the current medium that fuels my creative passion. My interest in glass began when I spent several years working at The Peltier Glass Company in Ottawa, Illinois, U.S.A. There I learned about the versatility and creative potential that glass has to offer. The possibilities are practically limitless. My abstract work in glass is an improvisation in which I seek form and emotion. I want the work to appear to "come alive." I think of it as the transfer of my life energy into the glass. That is what I want others to see and feel. The shapes I create transport my consciousness from the immediate, external world to an inner realm of symbols and emotions. It is there, in my subconscious, where my work derives its meaning.

Bjoern Eriksen -Denmark
http://www.eriksen.be/
http://www.eriksen.be/english.asp
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsE.htm

Bjorn Eriksen is a mature artist, born in 1957. At the age of seven he was fascinated by Picasso's Guernica, in which the spirit shaped as a shaken and sad young person with a candle in his hand, together with a terrified, wounded horse, sees how a brutal bull, symbolizing the dominating oppressing powers of our time, has slain the future formed as a child. As a result, the mother cries out her sorrow and anger to the bull's face. The horse is Pegasus of the art and Eriksen has vanished into it and he has never returned. Can you stand beside your time? Yes! You can. You can be neutral. But then, how can you make anything but decorative and abstract geometric art. There is enough of this. But Eriksen has also sensed something: it is about holding on to the light and not give up on reality - though it is tough. The man who has fought the bull on the back of Pegasus is surely lying dead on the ground but with a little flower in his hand. He succeeded in making his art. How does Eriksen's flower look like? He paints in an expressive style that makes a strong impact. It consists of lonely faces. No wonder. Yet they deny to give up. Some hide behind masks. It is difficult to reveal yourself. One is looking to the sky saying "I don't care". But that is not enough for most of his faces.

Karina Sala -Buenos Aires, Argentina
http://www.karingasala.tk
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsS.htm

Born in Buenos Aires, Argentina, her education and career highlights began with her earlier artistic activity in the year 1972 at the sculpture atelier owned by Maria Rosa Frigerio, where she stayed for two years. After that, she studied at Jorge Demerijian's atelier for six years. She studies at the Escuela Nacional de Bellas Artes Prilidiano Pueyrredón with a specialized professorship in painting. For two more years, she studied drawing techniques at the Asociación Estímulo de Bellas Artes with Carlos Terribili. She attends several workshops and art history courses. In the year 2004 she was able to reach top of the world knowledge directly from the kingdom of arts: The city of Paris, in France.

Betina Jung -Denmark
http://www.betinajung.com
http://www.gallerijung.dk/
http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Jung/artist_jung.htm
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsJ.htm

Betina Jung is an abstract painter, who paints in forms full of energy, in a directly, raw and strong personal way. Energy, women, hidden bodies and elements of stagnationmoments. The compositions often have more than one center - because it is made in a lot of coating. You can not see it all at first - you have to look closely and discover behind the immediate.

Jonna Pedersen -Denmark
http://www.jonnapedersen.dk

CURRENT EXHIBITION:
THE LOVERS AND THE STREET OF THE CITY

17 May - 15 June 2008

together with Bjørn Eriksen in two places:

KUNSTPAKHUSET
Lilletorv 5, 7430 Ikast

Galleriet Jørgen Østergaard
Østergade 44
7430 Ikast

The lovers and the streets of the city
By Ole Lindboe

The artist couple Jonna Pedersen and Bjørn Eriksen demonstrate their sparkling co-operation with a new exhibition.

There is the city and there is its people. Buildings and bodies. People meet and separate and the buildings stand as meaningful scenes around it all. That is the take-off for the exhibition that Jonna Pedersen and Bjørn Eriksen invites to at Galleri Jørgen Østergaard and Kunstpakhuset in Ikast , Denmark .

The two artists are essentially different. Bjørn Eriksen classical expressive and intense. Jonna Pedersen modern with confident sense of the hidden language of the facades. And yet they meet somewhere in the painting. In a coalision between the inner and outer side of the existence.

World of art
FAMOUS 100 Contemporary Artists
103 selected artists from 56 countries including Jonna Pedersen.
Over 500 works.
2006. 232 color pages.
Text in English, dimensions: 22x22 cm, hardcover
Publisher: World of art
Editor and author: Petru Russu
ISBN 9189685113
List price: (USD): $69.90
For sale via Barnes & Noble, Borders, Amazon, Books-A-Million and Wal-Mart.

Marcus Van Soest -Amsterdam
http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Van%20Soest/artist_vansoest.htm
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsS.htm

Eternally searching for a universal language, Marcus describes his inner urge to paint as his ultimate passion... Derived by the inspiration of life and the bizarre times he finds himself a part of. Born and raised in the Hague, he has been expressing himself through his art since he was old enough to hold a pen...Marcus' desire to transform the beholder and elevate them from reality is surely fulfilled through his work...Multiple dimensions mingle and intertwine to create a psychedelic nature where mysticism and humor depicted side by side illustrate his reality...The paintings contain an ever present mystical overtone that draws us unwillingly into his surreal dimension. Each new painting is regarded by Marcus as a fresh challenge ; anything is possible and likely in his vision...although no two of Marcus's paintings are alike, his undeniable style is ever recognizable through his dream-like reality...The language spoken weaves a tale of modern symbolism highlighted by his explosive usage of color...

Steve Reinhart - USA
http://www.stevereinhart.com/http://www.blogger.com/img/gl.link.gif
http://www.monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/reinhart/artist_reinhart.html
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsR.htm

" Its not dark yet, but its getting there"
Mixed Mediums on Canvas
7'-0" x 18'-0"
2007

Through the years artists have painted their interpretations of everyday objects, subjects, and countless landscapes by using recognizable shapes and forms to relay their messages. Vincent Van Gogh’s landscapes are truly original and so are Monet’s; each of which have there own distinctive personality, characteristics and purpose. However, one thing has always remained the same regardless of the artist, the use of forms and shapes to create their objects. Some have chosen to abstract their shapes, but the artist is still using recognizable shapes to some degree, to represent a specific image. Status quo.

Most people look at art for something they can recognize and the artist usually abides by painting something familiar to capture the interest of the viewer. A bright summer day for example is painted with a blue sky and round yellow sun. We are all familiar with these shapes and compositions so the artist has left us with just that – a bright summer day, painting. Status quo.

Can the viewer experience this same bright summer day if all recognizable shapes, forms and compositions are left out of the painting? More importantly can an artist represent a specific place or object without the use of form – even if abstracted?

This is my place in art. I have chosen to remove all forms and recognizable shapes as well as traditional tools (paint brushes) from my compositions and create a sense of place or mood and even imagery through the use of color. Freedom.

Noel Dorado-France

http://www.noeldorado.com
http://www.monkdogz.com/Monkdogz%20Artist%20Links/artistsD.htm

“His father, sculptor, transmitted his love for the materials and his mother, a dressmaker, the elegance of her Spanish roots, he has kept the unrestrained impulse to plug banderillas into resignation…”
Dominique Bunuel “Steps magazine”

Noel Dorado is a very talented Parisian Designer whose skills range from tailoring for the Monarchy of Luxembourg or Air France, to painting and sculpting or stylizing gallery openings, convert events… he designs jewelry collection for famous French jewelers, cosmetics for companies like Christian Dior, Jean Paul Gauthier and LVMH.

PS Monkdogz wishes much luck and success to Ed McCormack on his review for the Pulitzer Prize! WOW huh?
Mr. McCormack has written several reviews about various Monkdogz artists. Congrats to Ed McCormack! ~ Editor of Gallery and Studio Magazine.

http://www.galleryandstudiomagazine.com/

Aloha!

Interview With Me at Text Ladies

2008-06-05T07:41:00.002-10:00

THIS IS SOOO SWEET... WRITTEN BY PAMELA RUDISILL:

"I, Pamela, am one of the luckiest girls in town! I have had the distinct pleasure of interviewing Kathy Ostman-Magnusen, a magnificent artist and poet. Kathy has worked in a variety of styles in many mediums. Her work can be wildly passionate, mystical, serene and all the shades of emotion in-between. Kathy's work focuses primarily on women; their lives, dreams, fears and desires. Her use of bold color and exquisite line clearly expresses the passion, strength and spirituality in women. Kathy's interest in the mystical world is evident in her paintings of fairies, angels and mermaids. Kathy's poetry is like magic and just as open and honest as her paintings. I hope you'll take a few moments to read some of her poems by clicking on the links at the bottom of this post. Without further ado, let's move on to the interview..."

The interview can be found at:

http://www.textyladies.com/?p=76#more-76

If you visit the site please leave a comment OK? Tell me what your creative adventure is about!!

~ THANKS FOR THE INTERVIEW PAM.. KATHY

~~*~~

UPCOMING SHOW IN NEW YORK AT MONKDOGZ URBAN ART:

"Zephyr" from July 17 until August 6, 2008.

INTERNATIONAL SHOW

Opening reception on Thursday July from 5 to 8

http://www.monkdogz.com

Monkdogz Urban Art, Inc.
547 West 27th Street
5th floor
New York, NY 10001

SOME OF THE ARTISTS:

Randy Thurman -USA
Isabelle Ribot -San Paolo
Kathy Ostman-Magnusen - Hawaii,USA
Joyce DiBona USA
James M. Armstrong USA
Bjoern Eriksen -Denmark
Karina Sala -Buenos Aires, Argentina
Betina Jung -Denmark
Jonna Pedersen -Denmark

"Pencil Drawings of Dragons"

I take away smiles from all the dragons.
Pencil drawings on paper
stories told
dragons made to know of my conquering ways.

I am the master of my own shadow.

Ahh it all does please me so
my stencils on the moon.
I sit atop it now
inside the moons glow
reviewing all my former postings
still silent
yet smiling
as a ship sets sail
being led by a pegasus
to the Milky Way.

Fantasy fairies of art
a meeting of the goddess
warrior women
legends of mermaids lore
they meet me at oceans door.

I laugh and leave them chocolate
lest they fade away.

Art deco
art stencils
how do I paste fantasy fairies
securely on the moon?

I melted my dragon
erased his confidence
right when I needed him most!

Back to my easel and pencil box
I suppose
dragons can be drawn again
smiles reassured.

Drawing fire from his breath
mermaid art
warrior women conquer all.

I do not resent my dragon
I draw him freely
and yet
I make sure he understands my power.

I am a warrior
I hold my own pencil
my watercolors at hand
my oils
I draw when and whatever pleases me.

I take my graphite
draw a dragon, a fairy, a ghost of me.

I pick up all the stencils of my mind
art deco I have planned
I remind myself of my own worth.

I do not need to fit in an envelope
I would not travel well anyway.

Art deco
art stencils of the mind
I paste my heart on the Milky Way.

I will steady the ladder
hold it safely
for you
my darling pegasus
to see the view.

My glass is held high
I filled it to the brim with dreams
I toast the ghost of a dragons past
no matter the fire
or drama he roars forth.

I am a warrior
a woman
a goddess
dreams rest very safely in my heart.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
copyright 2008

ABOUT Kathy Ostman-MagnusenI paint and sculpt female fantasy art and map faery tale adventures. I dream of beautiful women on canvas and art of exotic women.I have illustrated for Hay House Inc.,"Women Who Do Too Much" CARDS taken from Anne Wilson Schaef's book. I also illustrated for Neil Davidson, who was considered for the Pulitzer Prize in feature writing, and several other publications. My paintings are collected worldwide.

Giclee canvas art work, greeting cards and posters are available for sale on my website:
http://www.kathysart.com
Sign up for my mailing list for FREE ART GIFTS: Drawings of whimsical angel pictures, legends of mermaids and fairies in art. Tiny angels whisper fantasy art for shrink art, or coloring pages. Also a "Letter From the Tooth Fairy". Ya just never know when you might need one! New free magical gifts are in my newsletter along with stories, poems and good thoughts. Check out my new Squidoo too! Fantasy Art Woman|Beautiful Women Goddess Art http://www.squidoo.com/kathysart/

Happy day to you,

Kathy

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Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
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Buried Roses Inside Whimsical Angle Pictures- Fairies Illustrations

2008-04-08T11:47:00.005-10:00

Buried Roses Inside Whimsical Angle Pictures-Fairies Illustrations

Beautiful older women galleries
dear Lily
I found your pictures there.
Fairies illustrations
gothic angel art
kept in a dust covered coffin.
Roses in each whimsical angel pictures hand.

Don't polish the roses unless you plan to keep them
they told me that they don't like being touched
and so I won't.

Clear intent
a line of chalk
gentle yet cumbersome
if you want to go chasing rainbows.

Whats the matter with those bells?
neglected and yet
they continue ringing.
I never wondered why
until we buried the roses.

Pink mountains
invite the tainted noise
bells ring
reminding me roses were once present.

Lily, past the brazen trail
tried to save them
or maybe not.
I guess she was not breathing after all.
I thought I understood her goal.

She used to comb my hair for me
never how I liked it
but still
at least she knew how to weave the colors.
I never thought it was an intrusion
until now of course.
Now that the roses have been drowned.

Dying words
fragrance misunderstood
or maybe missing altogether?
We should never mess with nature
that's what Lily always says.

If I conform will you?
Will you Lily?
If we gather clippings
will you help me?

Have pity on the wounded bird
that is somehow us.
Set flowers on your table
noting the present and the past.
Penetrate the clouds
interrupt the rain
call it a special day.

Oh Lily!
I take so much back.
You shine where I couldn't
it is all a falsehood
those notions we grieved over.
Healing is actually blended
and roses that fell short
surface when sorrow is embraced.
Know that victim
and she will heal you.

I've met my mentor
coaxed from the devil
older
this woman at a gallery
we knew her when we were young.
I stroked that line
savored antics that seemed off limits
held up by all those boundaries
crumbling before our eyes.
Truth be told
it is they
that bells chime for.
Or maybe thats just me that thinks so.

After I find you again Lily
can we make a pact?
Lets assume that mistakes can meet cures
and once paraded above the wet ground
where all those roses lie
we will know
once again
their sorrow is fleeting.

Beautiful older women galleries
dear Lily
I found your pictures there.
Torn and worn
dated
fairies illustrations
gothic angel art
kept in a dust covered coffin.
I pulled them out
still melting
yet hopeful.
I held my breath
or was it yours?
Oh Lily!
There among the leaves
roses awoke once more
in each whimsical angel pictures hand.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
08 April 2008
copyright 2008

Where Is Santa Right Now? Creating Magic?

2008-03-29T09:46:00.008-10:00

"Magic" 30x40x2 oil on canvas

"Where Is Santa Right Now? Does Santa Go On Vacation? Or Stay Home At the North Pole? Humm"

Where is Santa right now?
Off for the summer is he?
Does Santa take a holiday?
What does he do when he's not repairing his sled
keeping track of those elves
feeding Rudolf and the rest of the reindeer?
Does he go to Hawaii?
Does he go to the South of France?
Where is Santa NOW?

I want to give him a phone call
Can I?
If I find his number is it Santa himself
who answers?
Does he have an answering service?
Can I email Santa?
And if I do will he be the one who reads my message
or just one of his elves?
Hummm.

If Ol' Saint Nick does go on holiday
Do the elves to too?
Does Mrs. Claus go?
Don't they need some rest as well?
If they do go
who feeds the reindeer?
Hummm.

I just don't know!
It all perplexes me.
Of course Santa must rest
so where is Santa right now?

If Santa goes on a holiday
does here where his red and white outfit?
What does he wear?
And Mrs. Claus
what does she wear?
If the elves go too
what do they wear?
I am wondering too
wouldn't people notice them all?
Lying in the sun
sipping ice tea?
If they reindeer go
isn't that a huge attraction?
Do people bug them all
and ask for their autographs?
OH! Where is dear Santa right now?

No, I don't think he is in Hawaii
I am not sure why but it just does not sound right
tourists would said they saw him there by now.
Santa, the elves and the reindeer surfing?
Humm I don't think so.

The South of France then?
If so, what is he doing there?
Does he eat French food?
Does he go to see the art?
What about the reindeer inside the restaurants?
No, that just cannot be it.

Oh I don't know where Santa could be
except maybe where he always is
The North Pole!
Yup, that is where Santa is now.
Santa and the elves Mrs. Claus and the reindeer
Rudolf for sure!
Santa is much too busy for a holiday
Humm...
or is he?
Ask any child
perhaps they will know,
"Where is Santa right now?"

29 March 2008
By Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
copyright 2008

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ABOUT Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

I paint and sculpt female fantasy art and map fairy tale adventures. I dream of beautiful women on canvas and art of exotic women. I also paint Hawaiian artwork, including a lovely Mermaid Baby.

I have illustrated for Hay House Inc.,"Women Who Do Too Much" CARDS, taken from Anne Wilson Schaef's book. I also illustrated for Neil Davidson, who was considered for the Pulitzer Prize in feature writing, and several other publications. My paintings are collected worldwide.

Giclee canvas art work, greeting cards and posters are available for sale on my website:

http://www.kathysart.com

Looking for free coloring pages fairies and dragons?

Sign up for my mailing list for FREE ART GIFTS suitable for children: Drawings of whimsical angel pictures, legends of mermaids and fairies in art. Tiny angels whisper fantasy art for shrink art, or coloring pages. Also a "Letter From the Tooth Fairy", ya just never know when you might need one!

I am Represented by:

Monkdogz Urban Art, Inc., 547 West 27th Street, 5th floor, New York, NY 10001

ORIGINAL ART may be purchased through Monkdogz Urban Art, Inc. Note: Some more 'adult' yet tame, images on the Monkdogz site.

Prices: http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/inventory_magnusen.htm

Hawaiian Art Prints Photos Posters:

http://hawaiianartprintsphotosposters.blogspot.com/

This link: http://www.squidoo.com/createart/ Is about creating magical artwork... how it happens for me anyway.

So where is Santa right now 'really'? He is in your own heart.

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"Fantasy Art Warrior Women Who Dwell on Animated Faery Pictures & a Lusty Library"

2008-03-23T11:14:00.003-10:00

"Fantasy Art Warrior Women Who Dwell on Animated Faery Pictures & Lusty a Library"

I see fantasy art warrior women
goddess art surrounds me
and so...
paintings of women
gothic art
and a lusty library at times
are blended inside my closet
creating animated faery pictures
inside my mind.
Modulated strokes
that invade an angels beating heart
find their way onto empty canvases.
Most times they are not my own
or is that they always are?
I forget or refuse to admit at times.

Met by an ocean of fairies
warriors
lost loves
saints?
Wet sirens pulling down to the bottom
of a lonely sea
innocence
taking the wind of sailors
below the waves that ripple ore.
I hold them in my one free hand.
I then let them go
like breathing
lest they leave me in spirit
without blinking.

I color their breaths with my tongue
stroke their hair with my indulgence
stand by their pain
because it is mine own.
I share their longings
before they erode
hold out for miracles that dwell on unaware surfaces
of our fragile atonement.

I capture them there...
these monsters down the hallway
after a neglected song.
These tunes
these memories
blinded at times
no longer dancing
they have no shoes.
I cry for them
and mine own self as well.
What a pathetic eulogy
painted in as well
muted in color.
I will be sure to mark this uncovered grave.

I am a painter of beautiful women
I see them in the moon
and in the vacancy left behind in the morning.
I paint women
because I am one
not because I lust for their touch
because I lust for their understanding
and thus
the understanding my own being.

Faults that fail on my own expectations
of myself
of who I think I might become
or who I think I am now or past the vail.
My triumphs...
ohh I seek them
to uphold any sense of survival.
As I realize my judgments
met by the beaconing of my calls
I stand and meet the precipice
that reaches beyond the space I thought I could attain.

The rain melts on my skin
the calluses that do indeed erode me
cause me to walk beyond the suffering
as if it never existed.

I wretch
I reject their vision.

I creep down low to the ground
as I humbly meet the maker of my own being.
I form myself
and yet I allow room for myself
to understand that there is indeed more to me
than what I have yet known to be.
There is indeed an outside of me
and there is as well a beyond me.
I wretch at the thought that I might miss it all
because I fall and feel too many times.
I have failed to see that I have wings.

Pray for me.

I strip off my clothes
revel in my frailties
beautiful women in competition
succumb to them
expecting people to notice
interrupted songs without structure
that only I could understand.
And yet...
mirror in hand
I cover me with band aids
lest I go unnoticed by my critical onlookers
looking only for bound hands
and a bloody mouth.

I paint goddess art of beautiful women
sculpt whimsical angels into their souls
animated faery pictures
fantasy art warrior women
and write about mermaids I meet along the way.

21 March 2008
Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

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Legends of Mermaids on Kauai Shores

2008-03-02T16:33:00.004-10:00

Outside my window I hear beating hooves.. it must be a pegasus arriving to a mermaids den bringing me the salt air of Kauai. It must be "Magic" a 30x40x2 oil on canvas.

Legends of Mermaids and Kauai Shorelines of Hanalei Bay

I heard there were myths to follow
legends of mermaids
trickles of light
dancing
on the shores of Kauai
a mermaids tale indeed.

"I have measured every star", she said
"How do I find the time?
I have taken every dream
and colored them with crayons
sprinkled them with fairy dust
and framed them in seashells.
I have captured spectacular moments
they simply could not escape.
I held them close
heard their messages
wept for knowledges sake
then wrapped them in silk.
My pleasure there
I waited for the time to be right
the moon full
and made promises to night.
Legends of mermaids spoke
and I heard them."

This legend or myth?
This mermaid's love affair
sings with an island that stands for love.
Out in the middle of the Pacific
it whispers
with every bit of potential
every spiritual lesson
every breath
I could possibly invoke.

Standing on the shoreline
Hanalei, a dragons den
Puff does welcome travelers in.
He hears their longings
and wanton cries
I too have been blessed
by a mountain long and wise.
Legends of Mermaids
lost at sea?
Myths no not ever.
Tis true these tales
and magic calls
open you heart to see
feel your life
tis just a breath away.

02 March 2008
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

Forbidden Erotica I Hear You Breathing

2008-02-24T11:49:00.003-10:00

Forbidden Erotica I Hear You Breathing - Is Sex Still Your Demon?

Nude art
forbidden erotica
I hear you breathing
some demon you forgot
and left dismantled.

You called her an angel
I did not protest
I heard her breathing
naked
yet no longer cold.
How amazing
I realized
after days of darkness
she was me.

There are judges
jesters of meetings I have known
all lined up
I counted their antics
watched them lace their shoes
display their compasses
no matter their destination
had already been decided by them.

A mission
how grand!
A trail
a walk right out the door
never looking back?
Yes
too late for you to change my mind.

Stop your chatter!
Stop your notes and boundaries
Stop those insignificant thunders
that blind your ears and heart
I confess
yes I finally succumb
I stand up on the mountain top
any one will do
and I scream!
I scream for me.

I'm sick of it!
Tired of all you bantering
supposed struggles to be good?
Are you?

Lets make the bed now
decide that yes
I have made my bed
and now lie in it.
I will line each voice
hear their lies
those who piously
said they knew
and decided my fate.

I hear voices only I can make
once closed to any echo
and I find pleasure
laced with cashmere
and lined with all that supposed gold
you said you knew.

No excuse between the crack
calling out
beckoning entrance
to sustain its moving parts.
No agendas unveiled
that are now to me unworthy.
I will hold my own.

Exotic art
fire girls
obsession art
nude art
erotic these collections
yes I hear them breathing.
I post them on my walls
blessing them there
making an alter of acceptance
sex is not my demon
that was yours.
Yet lust will always be your shadow.

24 February 2008

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

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ABOUT Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

Represented by:

Monkdogz Urban Art, Inc., 547 West 27th Street, 5th floor, New York, NY 10001

ORIGINAL ART may be purchased through Monkdogz:

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Magnusen/artist_magnusen.htm

To view my "Primal Series" of art check out Barebrush:

http://www.barebrush.com/Artists/ALB43e.html

http://barebrush.blogspot.com/search?q=kathy%20ostman-magnusen/

Title of the painting at the top: "Primal Block Party 1"
Artist: Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Medium: Oil on canvas
Size: 9-3x3 blocks=12x12

Description: "Primal Block Party 1" is part of an ongoing self portrait body of work. It is ONE of FOUR of a SET. They can also be purchased separately.

Full series can be seen at Barebrush:

http://www.barebrush.com/Artists/ALB43e.html

New at Monkdogz NY- Resonance

2008-01-24T08:16:00.000-10:00

Resonance - New York
January 17, 2007 - February 23, 2008

Allison Artis
Jill Marleah Bell
Alex Echevarria
Natalie Giugni
Anki King
Jessica Lagunas
James Merrell
Laura Meyers
John Milisenda
Lou Patrou
Alexandra Rutsch
Julian Rozzell
Diana Schmertz
Effie Serlis
Brett Whysel

Monkdogz Urban Art, Inc.
547 West 27th Street
5th floor
New York, NY 10001

Between 10th & 11th Aves in Chelsea

Hours: 11 am - 6pm
Tuesday thru Saturday and by appointment
Gallery Directors:
Bob Hogge
Marina Hadley

Email Bob: bob@monkdogz.com
Email Marina: marina@monkdogz.com

Tel: 212-216-0030
Fax: 212-216-0031

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/exhibits.htm

New York

2007-12-19T10:06:00.000-10:00

"A Tree Grows in Brooklyn... Too"

It wasn't hard to pack, I took only the important things with me, a handful of leaves from trees to remind me where I had come from. Yet I expected more.. there had to be more.

There are journeys that people seek out that lend to experiences not yet lived, I am one of those travelers. My plane to New York would arrive late, but it came and I could not stop myself from crying. A dream met, the hope of all who seek out distant lands, but never speak of them out loud. Whatever keeps the prize from those silent souls is often hidden in boxes with labels that remark there is no return. Boxes full of tape that bind gifts and treasures, only released in dark spaces while completely alone.

"I'm on my way to meet my creative side face to face, lest it lose its resilience," I said inside my mind. "Oh fragile path, its time to stop along the way and breathe in those desires. Time to take out your paints and splash their blood from head to my toe, lick up complaints from the wounded, give solace, because they are you". I cried again..."That's how you got here, you paid for a thousand and one days, time to feel your worth."

My goal met, I stood before my shadow, a painting on the wall. I recognized its worth beyond my past objections and wanted only to soothe myself. I had met one of my emotions head on and its fragrance became the charm I had been looking for. I stood before my painting, my painting of me and gave it back a smile of recognition.

"Did you bring the book?" I heard a voice behind me say.

I did not turn around to see the face from where the voice came, instead I closed my eyes and felt the essence from its breath. I felt it on my shoulder like a bird that rested after flight. I had the book, indeed I did. I took it from my pocket and in the process all the leaves that I had carried so carefully, fell to the ground.

"OH NO!" I opened my eyes and saw their green veined figures on the tiles on which I stood. "However will I find my way home again! However will I remember those graves from all my sadness, reminders from where I came from!?"

The door to the gallery opened and a wind swept in. It took up the leaves and caused them to begin dancing. I could only watch in disbelief. They seemed happy and unconcerned about me. I wanted to gather them again, put them in their place and demand they stay put, do as they were told. The next thing I knew they rushed right out the door, on to the elevator and into the street. I ran blindly waving my arms, screaming and frantic. I would not know who I was without them. However would I find my soul again? I watched the leaves swim through the currents of freedom. To be understood later? I was not sure, I was alone.

I walked back up to the gallery.. sensed a shadow but I was too bereaved to search out its eyes. Standing again in front of my painting I wept. Mysteriously the voice of before, was once again behind me, and it began to sing. It was soft and gently, something about it felt soothing and I wanted to stay there forever. I closed my eyes and bowed my head inhaling the music to my ears. I felt its presence, breathing on my neck, then kissing my shoulder. Opening my eyes, holding the book in hand, I knew a question could be asked of the melody that came from the figure behind me.

I heard myself speak up, "What am I going to do? My tokens, my history have left me, I have no more leaves to remind me of me."

Kisses on my shoulder the melody did reply, "You don't need them anymore, no more regret. No more waiting for life to begin or unrewarded promises of places you have never been only to wonder about. There are fresh leaves on every tree on every journey you will step out to meet."

I turned around to see the figure. Confused at first at what I saw but accepting, the voice I saw came from me. I had met my worth, acknowledged the relief of letting go and knew it was just the beginning.

Remembering the book, I opened up the pages to a treasured quote:

"I wept because the process by which I became a woman was painful. I wept because from now on I would weep less. I wept because I had lost my pain and I was not yet accustomed to its absence."

~Anais Nin

Placing the book on the floor beneath my painting, still open to the words I have understood so many times, I knew exactly what she meant. I then took off all my clothes, left the book behind and entered the world outside.

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
6 December 2007

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
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Monkdogz Urban Art Gallery - New York City - 212-216-0030

2007-11-15T17:34:00.000-10:00

New York Art Scene:

Art by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Title: "Primal l"
60x75 oil on canvas

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http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Magnusen/artist_magnusen.htm

http://www.kathysart.com

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ART NEWS:

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Statement about the series, "Primal":

About my Self Portraits:

The "Primal Series", of a woman, me, not in her teens or even her 20's, is something that addresses issues important to a lot of women. Am I sexy? Am I pretty? Am I confident in who I am? Am I free to explore ideas, once hidden? So many questions answered for my own self and hopefully for other women of any age.

I am not going to disappear just because I am not in my 20's or 30's or 40's.. wow. That is the way it has felt at times. Strange.

Mental notes of understanding who we are under the veil of who we hoped we would be as women or who we think we lost, are embraced by me within the cloak of all women.

Exploring that sexual side; embracing my own desires and trying to not just understand them but find out what they are! So many feeling for various reasons are pushed down and made incidental because society has claimed they should feel uncomfortable.

Finding any sense of rawness seems crazy past 40. But why? That is what I think I am finally concluding. As a lot of women get older they tend to feel themselves disappear. I am one. I see though through this whole series that I am working on, digging inside myself to find that essence of sexiness that is woman; hearing tiny cries from those emotions hid from my own self and letting them see the light of day is luscious! Its not about being defined by others as being sexy, letting others decide my fate in how I feel about myself.. its about ME accepting who I really am and having the confidence to bring it all out on canvas. To not only see it but embrace and shine in it.

I want reach deeper and find all the things about my own sexuality that have always been mine to know. I want to understand the passion I long to paint and comprehend what those emotions are.

Passion has a sense of violence about it, it is strong and it survives aggression. I don't want to paint passive art.. I want feel the obsession of lust inside its raw and primal pursuit. Within passion one finds a boldness full of enticing ambitions to grasp on to, that piece of your heart that presses you to go past the mark of a bystander, that spot you may have been told to stay put on.

It is not possible to feel apathetic when standing next to passion. I don't paint landscapes to hang above someone's couch, paintings meant to be a resting place for the mind? I want to paint feelings that one cannot dismiss. I hope to stir up feelings that overwhelm within the viewer as well as myself. It is not my goal to feel nothing but a sunny day or peacefulness, shiny trinkets that rest on walls that can be walked away from. I want to paint women who feel something. I paint myself as I define it and revel in the fact that I am made whole by my own journey of introspection.

I want to paint strength, sexuality, pain, power, a force of intensity, emotional qualities that generate a reaction. I don't want to paint the sky, I want to paint the dominance of the wind that caused it to be felt on ones skin, in the form of a woman. I pick up my brush or clay between my fingers and consider a certain belligerence, an attitude of confidence that meets the power I need to form an energy outside myself and I welcome it in. I paint or sculpt until I hear them breathing and their breath becomes my own.

I paint myself as I try to define the energy that is indeed my own sexuality but also all women whether they accept that part of themselves or not.

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
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http://www.kathysart.com

Monkdogz Urban Art; New York's Finest Gallery on Squidoo

2007-11-15T17:32:00.000-10:00

Beautiful Women Art- "Flashing Flesh" @Monkdogz Urban Art, NY

2007-11-08T10:10:00.000-10:00

"Flashing Flesh"

Monkdogz Urban Art, Inc.
547 West 27th Street
5th floor
New York, NY 10001

Between 10th & 11th Aves in Chelsea

November 29- January 12

Reception November 29 5-8 pm

Tell Bob I sent ya!

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/intro.htm

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2007-10-05T13:26:00.000-10:00

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"Flight"
48x24 oil on canvas
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

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Yuwie is a new social networking site. It is a totally and completely free program very similar to MySpace. The only difference is, you get paid to use it. Go here: http://yuwie.dacaili.com/ Yuwie is totally free to sign up, and when you read, post or have your blogs read, you are earning money. Yuwie pays you via PAYPAL or send a check. Yuwie was launched just a few weeks ago. Get it, share it with others, and start earning money from the advertising! MySpace is HUGE, but they do not share their income with the Members that made it possible for them to earn money from advertisers. Yuwie does!!! Whether you are used to blogging and using the internet or new, this is a free way to help use the internet to freely: 1. Share your stories 2. Post your Business 3. Share your products and what they do 4. Share family stories 5. Publish your stories, poetry, feelings, 6. Comment on Politics 7. Comment on Movies, Actors/Actresses, 8. Anything you want to type - you can here. and You get PAID for doing it. They have a referral program - which allows you to leverage from others when they do it. We used MYSPACE for years, and we never got paid a cent for the referrals we sent there. now we start to make Thousands for the same thing here! Again, go to: http://yuwie.dacaili.com/ We'll see you there! Da Cai Li (Jack) ************************************************************************** Here is a way, how you can earn huge money with Yuwie: Get 3 people involved in Yuwie who get three people for ten levels with a average of 1,000 page views per month, your check from Yuwie for the month could be over $10,000! Let me make it more clear to you! Let me show you step by step: 1. Invite 3 people to Yuwie ( you can invite more, it's free for them to join and earn money!) 2. Ask each of those 3 people to invite 3 people. 3. Just keep telling whoever under you invite at least 3 people. 4. Encourage each referral gets 1000 page views for the month. 5. Your check for the month will be over $10,000. What actually counts as a paid page view? When anyone views any of these pages, it counts as 1 page view for you: your profile page your blog pages view all your friends view all your comments your picture pages if someone views one of your shared layouts When you view any of these pages, it counts as 1 page view. any of your control panel pages, including but not limited to: settings, messaging, friends, referrals, favorites, etc. The following does not count as a page view: Refreshing/reloading a page Any page that's viewed within 3 seconds of the last page doesn't count How do I get paid? You have a choice of 2 ways. Paypal. Paypal is an online payment processing company owned by EBay. Very secure, very reliable, very well know. Yuwie can send you a check. If you choose this method, there is a $1 processing fee to cover postage, and other overhead. FYI: You have to have a minimum of $50 before you can get paid. Yuwie pays net 60 which means any earnings for September will be paid around Dec 1. (Yuwie has to collect from advertisers before they can pay you) If you have any more questions check this FAQ page: http://www.yuwie.com/help/afmhome.aspx I joined on Sept. 1st, 2007 Here is my downline Status：（Until September 18th, 2007） Level Members Level 1 ==40 Level 2 =199 Level 3 =318 Level 4 =112 Level 5 ==52 Level 6 ==11 Level 7 ===2 Level 8 ===0 Level 9 ===0 Level 10 ===0 Total:====733

Yuwie.com | invite friends. hang out. get paid.

YUP.. I am just lovin' Yuwie!

Aloha, Kathy

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Minne E Miller

2007-10-04T07:38:00.000-10:00

Guess what my friend Minnie is up to!

Minnie E Miller
Author of The Seduction of Mr. Bradley
www.millerscribs.com

Visit Authors and Artists Chicago
October 6, Saturday, 12:30 pm to 5 pm
Little Black Pearl Art & Design Center
1060 East 47th Street
Chicago, IL

She will be there signing her novel! If you are in the Chicago area do stop by and meet Minnie E Miller!

www.msprissy-dreamweaver.blogspot.com/
www.myspace.com/minnie_e

Who is Minnie E Miller?

Minne E. Miller is proof that life begins at any age you decide it should begin, and reinvention is truly the spice of life. In her own words here is her story. Come meet her Saturday at Authors and Artists Chicago.

Minnie writes:

I am a native Chicagoan, born at Cook County Hospital--we won't talk about the year.
I have been writing for many more years than the fourteen I consider my serious literary period. I attended Roosevelt University in Chicago where a very- English teacher encouraged me to explore my writing muse. In the beginning I had no idea what she was talking about. My muse? What's that? I was perplexed.

My last full time job was with the Office of the Mayor of San Francisco as special assistant to his press secretary. While there, I co-authored The San Francisco Mayor's Summit for Women, Summit Report 1998. I retired in 1999, left San Francisco, landed in Atlanta, Georgia, and worked in the City Council's Communications office as a freelancer. Heeding a whisper from my subconscious, I returned home but I still couldn't sit still. To my amazement, NBC5 Chicago WMAQ TV hired me part-time in the newsroom. The news junkie in me loved it.
My literary career grew strong wings in March 2003 when I published a book of short fiction stories titled Catharsis. I retired again in May 2004, devoted my time to writing The Seduction of Mr. Bradley and Blue Lady Rising. The Lady is still rising, however.
For years I suffered from wanderlust--inherited it from my mother, a casualty of an early divorce. I tried marriage at the age of twenty but realized early that it didn't work for me. Curiosity pulled me to London, Paris, Jamaica, and many U.S. cities .

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Check out my Squidoo lens about Minnie as well:

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Aloha , Kathy
http://www.kathysart.com

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Who is Trina Schart Hyman?

2007-09-15T08:13:00.000-10:00

Illustrations by Trina Schart Hyman, winner of the Caldecott Medal 1984 for Saint George and the Dragon

Learn more about Trina Schart Hyman @

One of my favorite children's illustrators:

Trina Schart Hyman
Born: 8-Apr-1939
Birthplace: Philadelphia, PA
Died: 19-Nov-2004
Location of death: Lebanon, NH
Cause of death: Cancer - Breast

More who's who:

Who is de Kooning
http://www.squidoo.com/dekooning/

Who is Picasso
http://www.squidoo.com/picassoart/

Who is Basquiat
http://www.squidoo.com/basquiat/

Camille Claudel
http://www.squidoo.com/camilleclaudelsculpture/

Who is Andy Warhol
http://www.squidoo.com/AboutAndyWarol/

ABOUT Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

Represented by Monkdogz Urban Art, New York, NY
http://www.monkdogz.com

Monkdogz Urban Art, Inc.

547 West 27th Street

5th floor

New York, NY 10001

I paint and sculpt female fantasy art and map faery tale adventures, testing erotica . I dream of beautiful women on canvas and art of exotic women.

I have illustrated for Hay House Inc.,"Women Who Do Too Much" CARDS taken from Anne Wilson Schaef's book. I also illustrated for Neil Davidson, who was considered for the Pulitzer Prize in feature writing, and several other publications. My paintings are collected worldwide.

Giclee canvas art work, greeting cards and posters are available for sale on my website: http://www.kathysart.com

Sign up for my mailing list for FREE ART GIFTS: Drawings of whimsical angel pictures, legends of mermaids and fairies in art and "Letter From the Tooth Fairy", all suitable for children.

A Lusty Library of Art - Female Form Photography - High Fashion Statements

2007-09-02T12:09:00.000-10:00

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I paint fashion
keep a lusty library for reference
Red on my pallet
and intimate glamour photography
is pinned up on my walls.
Soft, fresh, lime green leaves
trees that speak of miracles
I am just as unique.
That's what I say when I feel lonely.

Romantic ways to propose
new dances in the air
new paintings I gather material for.

I keep a lusty library
female form photography
high fashion
women of confidence
women of intrigue
a goddess post on canvas planned.

Modern talking studio
my goals meet the day
speak back to me.
I take photos
intimate glamour photography
I always have.

Tell the others of their salvation
I am still looking for mine.
I kept it in an envelope once
inside a book
it must still be here somewhere?
Just a story to hold on to
when the lights go dim.

I am not really who I seem to be
nor are you I would suspect.
All those romantic ways to propose
tainted with selfish outcomes.
You want to own
or possess?

I groom my fallen tales well
never far from reach.
I take photographs before their recovery.
Mark the date and time.
Pay attention
lest you dine on similar skulls.
they seem to sing in the night
no matter the music is performed too late.
I'll blend the colors in later
modulate their meanings
Not to worry
you'll scarcely recognize yourself.

I will forever gather my images
female form photography
wild women hopefully
uninhibited fashion
I will file them
refer to them
and paint lime green leaves
to cover their dreams.

by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
01 September 2007

ABOUT Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

I paint and sculpt female fantasy art. I dream of beautiful women on canvas and art of exotic women.

I have illustrated for Hay House Inc.,"Women Who Do Too Much" CARDS, taken from Anne Wilson Schaef's book. I also illustrated for Neil Davidson, who was considered for the Pulitzer Prize in feature writing, and several other publications. My paintings are collected worldwide.

Giclee canvas art work, greeting cards & posters are available for sale on my website:

http://www.kathysart.com

Sign up for my mailing list FREE ART GIFTS: Drawings of whimsical angel pictures, legends of mermaids & fairies in art. Tiny angels & mermaids for shrink art, or coloring pages. Also a "Letter From the Tooth Fairy". Ya just never know when you might need one!

I am represented by Monkdogz Urban Art, New York, NY.

http://www.monkdogz.com

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"Passages"36x48 oil on canvas

MoriDen Artists Link at Monkdogz

2007-08-15T08:03:00.001-10:00

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The art and the artists:

Betina Jung

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Jung/artist_jung.htm

Charles Shindler

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Schindler/artist_schindler.htm

Minya

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Minya/artist_minya.htm

Mari Yamagiwa

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Yamagiwa/artist_yamagiwa.htm

Jean-Marc Calvet

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Calvet/artist_calvet.htm

Sylvia Hennequin

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Hennequin/artist_hennequin.htm

David Novak

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Novak/artist_novak.htm

Alex Mitchell
Paul Rousso
Steve Reinhart
Lello Esposito

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/showpics/MoriDen/Moridenpage.htm

New show at Monkdogz Urban Art
New York, NY
http://www.monkdogz.com

Check out the show MoriDen and also:

British Airways Concorde Room at JFK

Monkdogz's latest exhibition of 8 exemplary artists sculptures is an installation in the most exclusive "flying club" in the world, the British Airways Concorde Room at New York's JFK International Airport.

The ConcordeRoom was designed by the CD partnership, Sir Terence Conran’s architecture and design practice, the Concorde Room at New York’s JFK airport for the ultimate jetsetters. The lounge is a design classic, like Concorde itself. Every piece of furniture is a celebration of 20th century design from the Corbusier chaise longue to the Matthew Hilton armchair, the Eileen Grey Bibendum chair to the Charles Eames lounger.

The lounge includes two wall drawings commissioned from distinguished artist Sol LeWitt at either end of the room. A mobile by Richard Smith shimmers in air currents behind the panels on the remaining side and a series of photographs of Marilyn Monroe by Eve Arnold are also highlights.

In this august setting, a sculpture wall was designed to showcase artwork between the main lounge and a smaller VIP room. The Monkdogz Exhibition has included Noël Dorado, James Armstrong, Sara Mills, Alex Racine, Charles Schindler, Rene Hinds, Kasper Holten, Richard Pitts, Sue Willis, Kevin Davenport, Sunia Boneham, Richardo Norte, Sylvia Hennequin and Laura Ann Jacobs.

Monkdogz Urban Art Says:

Contemporary Art Today
History has dictated that occasionally windows of opportunity open within the art world. In the 1930s, artists like Willem de Kooning and Jackson Pollock just to name a couple, were afforded a platform to exhibit their work in New York City. The reception worldwide was significant. Again, in the early 1970s, artists like Andy Warhol, Jean-Michel Basquiat and Keith Haring were afforded the same opportunity.

We believe that as we go into 2007, the window opens once again but this time on a more international scale. The world today is very much a global village. Distances, time zones and different languages are no longer the barriers that they once were. The internet now allows us a level of communication that easily brings the world to us.

Current Show - HEAT
(The Next Tortured Genius 2)
a Juried International Competition

Opening Thursday, July 19 5 - 8pm
Showing July 19 - August 11, 2007
Tuesdays - Saturdays 11am - 6pm and by appointment

Monkdogz Urban Art, Inc.
547 West 27th Street
5th floor
New York, NY 10001

Between 10th & 11th Aves in Chelsea

Gallery Directors:
Bob Hogge
Marina Hadley

Check out my page at Monkdogz at:

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Magnusen/artist_magnusen.htm

"Blue" 63x18x3 mixed media on plywood
by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen

"Blue" detail

Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
free art gifts
http://www.kathysart.com

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