Much like the birth of a baby, the birth of an artist can be a precious, precarious, stressful, gleeful, painful, surprising, messy, eyeopening, joyful, exhausting and an extremely energetic event! For an artist taking her first breaths into the life of the viewing public, it feels natural and un-natural all at the same time!
All my life I have had this insatiable need to create. From making flower necklaces as a little girl to painting flowers on canvas today, my life has always been rich with creative activity! Wrapped in a cocoon of safety among friends...to me, this is Art in its natural state.
Breaking out into the public eye, where others get to peek into my creative heart is exhilarating and a bit un-natural feeling....but exciting all the same. My desire is not to hold onto what I create but to release it. Therefore I knew my next step was to find ways to share it with others outside of my comfort zone....my womb if you may.
I feel my art comes from a deep passion that comes in bursts of creativity, much like the ebb and flow of the ocean currents. When I create a painting, it’s literally a visual expose’ of emotion as I move through the different stages of its “birthing”. I can get lost for hours inside it’s layers of textures and colors...then sit for days, staring at it, pondering my next move, before the process begins again. Each new painting presents its own set of obstacles to overcome which keeps me pressing to jump a little higher, experiment a little further, and to let go of expectations I may have along the way. In doing so, I find a much greater surprise in the end.
Just as a new baby who arrives on the scene is given a carefully chosen name, so have I, carefully chosen a new name to represent my artwork....Selah Gay. Derived from a Hebrew word, Selah, pronounced: [celah], means ‘to hang’...to consider it’s weight. It is often used in the book of Psalms in the Bible, where David implores his listeners of his songs, to stop and ‘hang’ or consider the words they just heard. Likewise, my desire is that the viewers of my artwork will take that same opportunity to stop and allow the implications of the art to be considered and absorbed, much like a pause or a rest within a piece of music. Gay, is my family name, which birthed many artisans over the generations. So for those who have known me, I have not changed, merely the name I am choosing to identify my artwork has changed.
I invite you to share with me: as I take my first crawl in this artful journey; as I explore life as an artist outside the womb and into uncharted territory; as I publicly share the graffiti on the walls of my heart; and as my art expresses an integral part of me to the world.
May my paintings be a representation of not only what I see, but what I feel...not only what I feel, but who I AM.