Buried Roses Inside Whimsical Angle Pictures- Fairies Illustrations

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?

"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

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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.

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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"

"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

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

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

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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.

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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



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New York

"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





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Art by Kathy Ostman-Magnusen
Title: "Primal l"
60x75 oil on canvas


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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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60x75 oil on canvas


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"Flight"
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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?

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

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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

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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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My Love Letter to Squidoo/My Create Art Squid Lens

Dear Cast of Characters of Squidoo,

This is a love letter from the heart, an open letter to the creators of Squidoo.

This is also my story.

I am an artist. I have been one since I was a little girl, making paper dolls in the back seat of my parents car, as they traveled the countryside. It was there that I began to connect with all the fantasies that would become me. Art is who I am.

In April of 2006 I fell down a full flight of stairs breaking my right wrist and and incurring permanent nerve damage in my hand and wrist.. I feared I would never paint again. People came to me and told me about others who painted with their mouths, stuff like that. I knew I should be grateful for what I had, but I was overwhelmed none the less. I simply could not have it, so I worked and worked to get some movement back. My efforts continue to this day.

After my fall I spend a lot of time on the computer. I typed with my left hand and right forefinger. I still type that way.

I am not quite sure how I first came across Squidoo. I think it may have been through Worldwide Woman Artists, probably so. I felt attracted to it because it was a way of making a website that I could actually do by myself. My official website is done by my webmaster and beyond my ability and knowledge to maintain. I needed to do something myself, fill up the space that had been taken over with self pity. I needed my confidence refreshed. If I could not paint then at least I could promote what I already had.

At first I thought, "Oh man this is over my head and I can't do this."

BUT I DID!

I jumped in, and even though I got a bit confused at times, frustrated with the slowness of my typing, the directions were pretty clear and I figured it out. I made a little lens and felt darn proud of myself. Fantasy Art Woman|Beautiful Women Goddess Art: http://www.squidoo.com/kathysart was born!
I plugged it everywhere I could think of. I posted it on my blogs and My Space and even put it in bulletins. I wrote articles, posted them on ezines and put the url of my Squidoo lens in my resource box.

Then I let it sit there. I began to feel depressed about my disability. I ignored it for months expecting it to fly on its own. I considered it finished and in a way I considered me to be finished as well.

I continued on with physical therapy though. I cried a lot but I continued on. I am my therapists and doctors success story. I have not gained it all back but last February I began to paint again. It was awkward at first but I have adjusted. I have also gained back some confidence.

I have a total of seven lenses now. Each one of them has a common goal that I did not realize until today, not really. The goal? I think it was to define my own self. As I wrote the text for each one I realized how much creativity has given to me. I realized that by sharing my feelings, creating these Squidoo lenses about art, that I was confirming in my own heart exactly what motivates me as a visionary. With each module I added, be it Amazon, iTunes, Overstock or UTube or others that are offered, I found books and flowers and chocolate, I even offer trips to Paris to see the art there. Yes, as I have written for each Squidoo lens I have indeed created a fantasy of the heart. I became the fantasy fairy that I often describe.

A couple of weeks ago it dawned on me that my Squidoo lenses were like my home. I added music for my company, just like I would do if someone came over for dinner. After my introduction on my lenses I invite people to turn on the UTube music I selected, while they visit me there. I created an ambiance for my guests. And just like my home? I check on my lenses every few days, sometimes more, to make sure everything is in place and ready for company.

So thank you to the cast of characters of Squidoo. Thank you Seth, Megan, Corey, Gil and the rest of all the smarties on the Squidoo team that created and maintain the opportunity to not only create, but to heal.

Blessings and Aloha from the Big Island of Hawaii,

Kathy

The rest of my Squidoo Lenses:

Kathy's ACEO on Squidoo:
http://www.squidoo.com/kathysaceo

Fantasy Art|Artwork in a Butterfly Garden|Legend of Pegasus|Fantasy Poetry:
http://www.squidoo.com/legendofpegasus/

Hawaiian Travel|Hawaiian Fun Food
http://www.squidoo.com/hawaiianartprints/

Unlock Creativity|Critical Thinking Creative Writing Active Reading=Great Art
http://www.squidoo.com/createart/

"Collectible Spun Glass Figurines"
http://www.squidoo.com/collectiblespunglassfigurine

"1 Night in Paris"
http://www.squidoo.com/onenightinparis

MY OFFICIAL WEBSITE: http://www.kathysart.com

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"Flight" 24x48 oil on canvas

Jean-Marc Calvet at Monkdogz Urban Art-New York



CLICK ON THE IMAGES TO SEE LARGER!








Jean Marc Calvet began painting at a point in is life when severe crisis metamorphosed into a form of redemption and rebirth. With no training, he discovered the need to paint by complete chance.

Not only did it save him but it changed his life. Art is his catharsis and his evolution has been astounding. For him, it is about exorcising the insanity of his past and slapping down on canvas the dirty truth of life.

He paints 14 hours a day, seven days a week and lives now in Nicaragua.

DOMINIC ALLAN
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More about this amazing artist at:

http://monkdogz.com/chelseagallery/artistart/Calvet/artist_calvet.htm


"Contradiction"

The human being is a permanent contradiction
The hero and the anti-hero in the same body,
The winner and the looser in the same team.
Mountain and abyss are keeping close too,
An intern world made of crates, scars, hope, breakdown, light and darkness.
In every one of us is leaving a universe, a land,
Everybody has their own paradise, their own hell
Above all do not try to be harder, on the contrary
Bring out every sensitive cell, every nervous ending.
Why? To live and feel this skin become shell through the years
And be reborn, grazed acutley in front of the mirror.

Jean Marc Calvet

http://www.jmcalvet.com

http://www.monkdogz.com

http://www.squidoo.com/kathysart

"Middle East or Iraq or Africa Explode- Not a Potter Trailer"


What do puppets do after dark? Create more rules for us all to live by? Get worried and fret about everything that doesn't fit into their lists? I am more worried about what governments and the religious decide on what we should and should not do, than Harry Potter and any rumors that incur from it.

People fretting over the message of Harry Potter and creating Harry Potter rumors. Gads what is all the huff about? Get over it! People love the book and story. Will they become a blood sucking vampire because they love the story? I guess there are some who think so.

We have the right to think in America still, don't we? I wonder sometimes lately. So many things being rationed, chewed up and re-delivered to us with different ribbons and packaging. What ever happened to freedom of speech, the idea of it? What has happened to the Baby Boomers who saw a wrong in Vietnam and decided to march against it. Where are all those people? Where were they BEFORE we went into Iraq? We hear news that the Middle East or Iraq or Africa explode on a daily basis yet and we stand in line for a Harry Potter book or wait for a Potter trailer. Now that it seems a bit trendy we all stand in line and say in unison that this war in Iraq was and is wrong, yet where are the people who should be marching? What lines to they stand in? Has apathy become the religion of the day?

My take on Harry Potter is that we must really need a diversion to be standing in line for a book. Don't get me wrong.. I have already stated that I believe in the freedom of the message and I DO applaud the fact that people are reading. What I wonder about though is why not stand in line for things that are more important as well? Stand in line for human rights when there is news that the Middle East or Iraq or Africa explode. Stand in line when maybe it is not trendy and the future of this world depends on us to be brave enough to speak out .. no scream.. when something is not right? Take that energy to love something like a series of books and channel it onto something that suggests a clearer future for humanity. Darfur, Iraq, Abu Ghraib ...stand in line waving our hands, saying ME, I stand against these and other atrocities. I stand for human rights. What if.. what if all the energy it has taken to stand in lines to get the last Harry Potter book stood in lines to speak out against the inhumane?


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


ABOUT Kathy Ostman-Magnusen



I 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 & 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!



ACEO's: Art Cards Editions Originals or ATC's: Art Trading Cards are highly collectable. My new Squidoo site gives you a preview of mind before they are put on Ebay.




Kathy's ACEO on Squidoo:
http://www.squidoo.com/kathysaceo

Unlock Creativity|Critical Thinking Creative Writing Active Reading=Great Art
http://www.squidoo.com/createart/

Fantasy Art Woman|Beautiful Women Goddess Art:
http://www.squidoo.com/kathysart


Hawaiian Travel|Hawaiian Fun Food
http://www.squidoo.com/hawaiianartprints/


Fantasy Art|Artwork in a Butterfly Garden|Legend of Pegasus|Fantasy Poetry:
http://www.squidoo.com/legendofpegasus/

Timothy Simpson

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Check out the music of Timothy Simpsom

http://www.myspace.com/timothysimpson

"Home" is especially beautiful.

While you are there enjoying his music be sure to sign up on his friends list.


Aloha, Kathy




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My new Squid is up as well on the subject of critical thinking + creative writing + active reading, art and creativity.

http://www.squidoo.com/createart/

More Squids:


Fantasy Art Woman|Beautiful Women Goddess Art:
http://www.squidoo.com/kathysart


Hawaiian Travel|Hawaiian Fun Food
http://www.squidoo.com/hawaiianartprints/


Kathy's ACEO on Squidoo:
http://www.squidoo.com/kathysaceo

Fantasy Art|Artwork in a Butterfly Garden|Legend of Pegasus|Fantasy Poetry:
http://www.squidoo.com/legendofpegasus/


The sculpture above is a work in progress.


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Critical thinking + creative writing + active reading and Art

Introducing my new Squid:

Critical thinking + creative writing + active reading and Art

http://www.squidoo.com/createart/

When you get time to go there would you give it 5 stars?

If you have enough time.. maybe a comment.. that would be very cool!

and IF YOU STUMBLE? Give me a thumbs up and possibly a review?

OHH SO COOL if you would!

Smile,

HUGE SMILE


"Flight" 24x48 oil on canvas

Kathy

FREE Art Gifts:
www.kathysart.com

My other Squid Lenses:

Hawaiian Travel|Hawaiian Fun Food
http://www.squidoo.com/hawaiianartprints/


Kathy's ACEO on Squidoo:
http://www.squidoo.com/kathysaceo

Fantasy Art|Artwork in a Butterfly Garden|Legend of Pegasus|Fantasy Poetry:
http://www.squidoo.com/legendofpegasus/


Fantasy Art Woman|Beautiful Women Goddess Art:
http://www.squidoo.com/kathysart


Do YOU Squidoo?

Sign up while looking at one of mine and give me credit? MORE SMILES!


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