The Cover Up – Erik Johansson
I have long been enchanted by the world of magic.
As a little girl this was predictably fulfilled through an interest in fairytales and stories of fictional realms. I could revel in the french castles, imagine myself having magical powers and rely on the mythical protection of wizards & fairy-godmothers.
As an adult, naturally, though sadly, these forces (particularly the fairy-godmothers 😉 have been found lacking. But this has not ended my search for the magic in the everyday. On reflection, Spoonful (my little publication), was really an attempt at seeking this illustrious shimmer hidden within life’s everyday moments. My husband jokes that I am obsessed with ‘whimsy’ and he’s right.
Moments of synchronicity, dappled light playing across a surface and fleeting visions of beauty in changing skies can hold me captive, and make my world stop.
Being the mom of a 4 year old girl has happily reconnected me to the world of fairies and magic in fiction but the other day I realised I’m drawn to it in art too and came across the epiphany which is the term ‘Magical Realism’.
It has been over a decade since art classes and the persistance of ‘isms’ have danced about my mind so I feel slightly amused by the power this particular ism is holding over me, but it encapsulates what I have been drawn to for a few years now and it explains many artists works who I adore.
I stumbled upon the work of Erik Johansson just yesterday and couldn’t resist sharing it here.
I think the revelation of having a term for what I’d like to create has both inspired and scared me a little and I’m in a bit of a block art-wise. Ho hum. Here’s hoping I find a pocket for my personal creative journey to jump into and start creating some sparks…
What do you guys do when you get stuck? Would love to hear…